She did not speak, but closed the book and placed Lin Zheng's work in her left hand, then looked at other people's works, explaining the problem to everyone.

"Xiao Yiyi's design works are a little better than before, but the changes are still not big. If you want to change yourself, you can make a bold attempt. The change of small steps will not affect the entire design pattern you design."

Han Muzi looked at Zhang Yu again, then frowned and looked at Zhang Yu.

"What are you doing? I took the time to get to know Lin Xinghuo yesterday! Don't try to make excuses for me to harm me."

Hearing the words, Han Muzi curled her lips and smiled faintly, and said softly: "Zhang Yu, do you think I was trying to make excuses to criticize you last time, so I deliberately vented all my anger on your work?"

She put her work back in front of Zhang Yu, "Take it back and read it a few more times, don't forget what the designer's philosophy is."

Zhang Yu wanted to say something else, but Han Muzi didn't give her a chance at all. She said directly: "This time, Leng Yueyue is good, she has received rectification, and the details have been repaired. You can stay here to discuss other details with me later. If there is no problem, I will send this version to our customers."

Leng Yueyue was a little surprised, but she didn't expect that she could be selected.

So she was even more surprised when she saw Han Muzi's eyes, and she pursed her lips and didn't say anything. However, Wang An, who was beside her, saw that her goddess was praised, quickly flattered and applauded: "Yueyue is so awesome!"

"After the meeting, Yueyue and Lin Zheng stay, I have something to tell you."

After the meeting, Zhang Yu rushed out of the conference room for the first time, and the others slowly dispersed. Lin Zheng sat in the same place, with a cold expression, like a wooden man.

Next to him was Xiaomi Dou, who was looking at him with curious eyes.

This little brother has a very cold breath all over his body, but he looks pretty good.

Leng Yueyue looked at Han Muzi with dissatisfaction.

"Save me, what's there to say?"

After saying that, before Han Muzi could speak, she said again: "Don't think I will be grateful to you like this. Let me tell you, if you are the kind of woman who is incompetent, I will still not like you!"

Han Muzi: ""

She glanced at her faintly and said, "What do I need your favorite to do?"

Cold Yueyue choked.

"Anyway, let's talk about anything."

"It's about your work. Although the details are good, there are a few key points I want to tell you."

"Then you have something to say!" Faced with Han Muzi, Leng Yueyue was so awkward that she could be said to be an extremely awkward person herself.

Han Muzi told her some of her thoughts, and then asked her how she was. Leng Yueyue suddenly widened her eyes: "Just say it, what do you ask me for? What do I do?"

"The work is yours. You have the right to make a decision. I'm done with what I want to say, and you can think about it yourself."

"Hmph!" Leng Yueyue took her information and then shook her head and went out.

After she left, Han Muzi's eyes fell on Lin Zheng.

"Lin Zheng, come here."

Lin Zheng's thin shoulders moved. After a moment, he raised his head, got up and walked to Han Muzi.

Seeing that the boy's pale thin lips were pursed tightly, it was obvious that he was unwilling to speak, Han Muzi didn't force him, but just pushed the work in front of him.

"According to your current status, you cannot design these press conference works for the time being. You need to adjust your condition as soon as possible."

Lin Zheng looked at the works and his eyes paused, and finally opened his thin lips and opened his mouth lightly.

"Is it still not possible?"

"What?"

"Does the things I designed meet your requirements? Then what should I do here?"

After saying that, Lin Zheng turned around and left.

Han Muzi was stunned. The next second she looked at Lin Zheng’s back and said, “Because you are talented, the company is willing to give you a chance.”

The steps under Lin Zheng stopped at the same place. He felt a little unbelievable that he could hear it because he was talented?

People like him are born to design those dark series that are unpleasant and depressing works. Although he is an elite in the design circle, he is not very popular because few people like the things he designs.

But he is short of money.

The family needs money.

Han Muzi's eyes fell on the boy's thin back with a burning look, and his shirt could not cover his strength.

"Difficulty is temporary. There is always sunshine behind the darkness. You are very talented. Everyone will want such a seedling."

Han Muzi stood up and walked to his side step by step: "Of course, if you want to give up on yourself at this time, then no one can help you. The company has paid you enough salary, and during this period, you have enough time to change."

Lin Zheng's figure can be said to be originally set in place.

Since childhood, no one has ever said such a thing to him.

His hands that were hanging beside him pinched up, and the veins on his forehead were a little protruding.

"You went to my house yesterday?"

Han Muzi raised her eyebrows, undeniable.

The boy turned around and his eyes fell on her face with a stern look: "So, are you pitying me?"

"Pity you?" Han Muzi smiled at him lightly and took a deep breath: "I am a designer, and now I am a businessman. Do you think businessmen will pity others? You can't help but take your situation too bleak, and I don't have that kind of compassion."

After saying that, Han Muzi looked at Xiaomi Dou, who was sitting beside him, shaking his calves.

"Xiaomidou, it's down. It's an hour and we're going home."

"Oh." Xiaomidou nodded obediently, then climbed down from the chair, took the initiative to walk to Han Muzi and hold her hand. Then he glanced at Lin Zheng with a smile.

"Mommy, let's go."

"Um."

Han Muzi led Xiaomidou away, leaving Lin Zheng alone.

The wind blew in outside the window, lifting the information on the table. Lin Zheng saw the album of his own and fell into a strange silence.

Talent?

Is the sunlight behind the darkness?

No one has ever said this to him.

But how could he break through the darkness and find that ray of sunshine? Lin Zheng bit and clenched his fists.

"Mommy, the breath on that brother just now was so cold, and he didn't look like a normal person."

Not like a normal person? Han Muzi recalled the situation Xixi told him and sighed helplessly.

It is probably hard to see a person who lives in that situation and still has such a good intention. Lin Zheng’s current talent still needs to be explored. If others can’t find it out, it doesn’t mean that Han Muzi can’t do it.

Moreover, she is willing to give him a chance to be reborn.

As soon as she walked downstairs, Xiaoyan suddenly ran back.

"Mu Zi Mu Zi! We have a new customer!"

New client? Han Muzi looked back at Xiaoyan. She ran to Han Muzi, gasped and said with a pale face.
Chapter completed!