Chapter 62


    “No need; I’m just going to take a look around.” Arabe nced at the elevator’s flooryout and


    randomly pressed the button for the second floor, the design department.


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    Early in the morning, there were only a few people in the design department. Some were ying with


    their phones, and some were catching some z’s. The atmosphere wasx as hell.


    The receptionist knocked on the door when she led Arabe in.


    But when the design department saw that she brought a high school–looking girl, they thought she was


    a family member; they didn’t give a hoot. “Nadia, did you bring your family to work today?” A chubby


    womanughed, “Come y some games with me!”


    Nadia quickly gave her the stink eye to shut her up.


    “What’s wrong with your eyes?”


    The chubby woman didn’t notice anything, but Arabe came over and saw the woman ying a game


    on herputer andzily pointed out, “You’re about to lose.


    The chubby woman was taken aback. Did this girl know the game’s strategy?


    “You could do this.”


    The chubby woman listened to Arabe’s advice, and her hand involuntarily started to move.


    Under Arabe’s guidance, the chubby woman won the game in a short time.


    “Wow, you’re really something! How old are you?” The chubby woman patted Arabe’s shoulder and


    asked, “Can you help me win a couple more rounds? I’ll buy you some candy!”


    “This is Ms. Bet, thepany’s head, sent by headquarters!” The receptionist immediately


    exined, “Now you guys better get to work, focus on your designs, and stop messing around.”


    The chubby woman looked at the high–school–looking girl in front of her. She was utterly shocked; she


    didn’t know what to say!


    She? Thepany’s head was sent by headquarters?


    She’s so young; she hadn’t even graduated from high school yet, right?


    Was she some big shot’s lover who got her this job to torture them?


    Everyone else was also puzzled about Arabe’s age; how could she manage apany?


    “With the way you y, you won’t win in three to five months.” Arabe patted the chubby woman’s


    shoulder and said, “Better get to work and earn some more money.”


    As Arabe was about to leave the design department, she spotted a girl in the corner wearing


    headphones, her back to them, and drawing something on a piece of white paper.


    “This is Molly, the most diligent and ambitious designer in ourpany.” Nadia, the receptionist, said,


    gently touching Molly’s shoulder.


    Molly removed her headphones and looked at the stranger in front of her, somewhat puzzled but still


    politely asking, “Do you need something from me?


    The office was too noisy just now; she was drawing drafts with her headphones on and had no idea


    what was going on.


    This is Ms. Bet, ourpany’s head.” Nadia whispered, “You better greet her.”


    Molly looked at Arabe, immediately stood up, and timidly but respectfully said, “Good morning, Ms.


    Bet.”


    “Are these all your designs?” Arabe’s eyes fell on a stack of drafts.


    “Yes.” Molly quickly handed the drafts to Arabe.


    “Molly graduated from college at 18. She was a real brainiac at school! She loves fashion design, and


    she’s already designed quite a few pieces for thepany since she startedst month.”


    “Pretty good.” Arabe handed the drafts back to her, saying, “Keep it up.”


    “Thank you, Ms. Bet, Molly watched Arabe’s retreating figure; she didn’t expect that she was


    about the same age as her and that she was already the head of thepany! That meant she must


    be really capable!


    After going around thepany, Arabe found that the overall atmosphere was incrediblyx. Before


    one!