"Mr. Lin, the tea has been brewed." An Yanyan walked into the office with a tray. Seeing the mess in front of her, her eyes widened in shock: "What's going on! Are you looking for something? Or did you throw it away?
Something!”
An Yanyan walked forward anxiously, placing the tea in her hand on the desk. The eager expression on her face did not look like it was staged.
Lin Yiran looked An Yanyan up and down. If her acting could be so real, she could compete for the Best Actor Award based on her acting skills, and she wouldn't be overqualified as his assistant.
She walked calmly past the folders on the floor and poured a cup of tea at her desk. "Has anyone entered my office?"
An Yanyan's face was blank, and she thought carefully about what happened in the morning: "In the morning, the cleaning lady came to clean the office, and left after cleaning. No strangers have entered your office."
According to An Yanyan, no one came into her office. Even if the cleaning lady wanted to take away the documents in her cabinet, she would have to have a key.
Her eyes fell on the cabinet door again. The cabinet was intact and there was no sign that it had been pried open.
Then who took this design drawing?
What does An Yanyan's panic show when she met her before get off work prove...
But only Li Meng and An Yanyan have the keys to her office.
Lin Yiran took a sip of tea and fell into deep thought. She kept looking in the direction of the cabinet, her eyes calm and cold, making it impossible for An Yanyan on the side to see through her emotions.
Since you have lost something, shouldn’t you search frantically for it?
An Yanyan's eyes fluctuated a little. Looking at Lin Yiran's expression, she also believed that the lost thing might not be that important.
Despite this, she still tried to ask: "Mr. Lin, is the lost thing important?"
Lin Yiran came to her senses in a daze. The temperature of the tea cup in her hand was still very high, and she didn't even feel it was hot.
Putting the teacup on the desk, Lin Yiran sighed: "Of course it's important. In the lost folder, there are design drawings for the cooperation between Lin Group and me clothing. They have been approved by Mr. Gu.
The drawings are now lost and unclear, so I have no choice but to give up on this design."
The rule in the design circle is that if the plan or design drawings are lost, you can only choose to abandon the design that you have devoted all your time and energy to.
When someone else uses a stolen design to make a costume, and the day two people collide with each other on the design, the real owner can't argue.
They may even be labeled as plagiarists.
An Yanyan frowned and pursed her lips. An uneasy mood gradually appeared on her face. She subconsciously raised her head and looked at Lin Yiran: "Is there no other way?"
"No, I can only admit it."
Lin Yiran lowered her eyes, and the sunlight outside the window just shone on her face. A strand of milk-brown hair hung down by her ears, and her delicate and noble facial features were expressionless.
An Yanyan was no longer as calm as before. She squatted on the ground and picked up the folder: "I'll ask Designer Li if he took the folder away and didn't have time to tell you."
"Okay, if someone takes it away, it's better than losing it." Lin Yiran, who was leaning on the desk, responded to An Yanyan calmly.
With a cold expression, she watched An Yanyan clean up the mess in front of her, and then quickly went to Li Meng to ask about the situation.
For some reason, she actually doubted this woman in her heart.
She was sitting on the chair holding a teacup in her hand. The lost folder was obviously hers. The document was stolen and the other party would never tear it up easily.
If a thief shamelessly takes the stolen plan as his own and watches others enjoying his achievements, can she just admit it?
Lin Yiran's eyes gradually dimmed a bit. She covered her face with her hands and looked in the direction An Yanyan left: "An Yanyan. Don't betray my trust in you..."

Chapter completed!