A Promising Youth

Chapter 11 The Capture of the Bid

After we returned to the conference room, the scene, which had been noisy, was instantly silent.

Director Lau put out his cigarette, asked Clara with a frown.

“Do you take it?”

“Yes!”

She looked at me anxiously and said awkwardly because she didn't know my name.

“You... you hurry...”

“Yes!”

I immediately nodded at her and held up the design in my hand, and that's when I realized that people's

designs, which were drawn on computers, could be displayed directly on the projector, while mine,

which were hand-drawn, had no way to be enlarged for viewing.

“Ha!”

The woman who owned JL Company didn't hold back her outright laughter as she pointed to the

drawing in my hand and said.

“Director Lau, Miss Clara makes a fool of herself, casually drawing something with a colored pen and

daring to bring it over for bidding. She doesn't put you in her eyes.”

Director Lau darkened his face instantly. I got sweat over my body. She was right, we were not

professional like this.

Luckily, Clara came over in time and put the drawing in my hand directly under an instrument. I later

learned it was called a “laser projector”, which could project images on paper directly onto the wall.

As I was thinking the fact that there was something so high-tech in the world, the scene was suddenly

silent, so quiet that the breath could be heard.

Turning around, I looked my own designs on the wall. After being enlarged a dozen times, even I didn't

expect that they could be so beautiful. The men's clothes were masculine, while the women's clothes

were noble and elegant, with the designs that were not flashy but charming.

“Clara, is this... really designed by your company?”

Director Lau froze!

Clothes were like the relationship between men and women. With a glance, you would know if the

person was who you liked.

“No way.”

A voice broke the silence, and it was the woman from JL Company, who stood up with her teeth bared

and pointed indignantly at my design.

“Blue Butterfly is only a textile factory, how can they design such products?!!! They must have copied

someone else's. Director Lau, I think it has to be investigated strictly.”

This woman's words were vicious. I pointed to the design and said, suppressing the tension in my

heart.

“Miss, I drew it just now. If you don't believe it, you can come over and look at it, the paint on it is not

even dry yet.”

She burst into anger, raised her hand to point at me and yelled.

“Where the hell did you pop up?! Who let you into this conference room? And your design is average.

Isn't it just a Zhongshan suit? It's rustic and old style. Do you know how high profile this economic

summit is!!!”

“Carrie Shaw, it's enough. It's not up to you to judge whether their design is good or not.”

Director Lau stood up, looked at Clara with a slight sigh of relief, turned to the crowd again and said.

“This design is not bad! Although moderate, but we represent R City this time, there is no need to dress

too high-profile and fancy, or those foreign companies will have a problem with our city.”

“Director Lau, look at this design, they even got a gold pattern, isn't it also fancy?!”

This woman called Carrie Shaw was picky!

Hearing this, Director Lau realized this problem. If the gold thread ornamentation was removed, the

beauty of the costume would definitely be greatly reduced, but if it continued to be kept, it was indeed

the same as what Carrie said.

Seeing that Director Lau was silent, Carrie was smug. She clasped her hands to her chest, gave a

fierce glance at me.

But if they had realized the problem, how couldn’t I?!

I said to Director Lau.

“Here this is the thing. For the sake of easy identification, I drew the gold line so thick. When it was on

the real dress, it's just a thin line. Anyone who understands color knows that if a thin gold line hides

between black and blue, it is vague.”

“It is not only to add beauty to the clothes, but also in front of foreign companies, to show our country's

vast land and sea, and to tell they were welcomed!”

“Good, good! This theme is good. It matches to the theme of the investment summit! I have made up

my mind, this bidding...”

“Director Lau, wait a minute!”

It was that annoying voice of Carrie again, who pulled the foreign tailor up and said anxiously.

“Mr. Andrews, you said that this design doesn't make sense, what exactly doesn't make sense? You

must make it clear to Director Lau!”

The foreigner named Andrew, scratching his head, said, “The design is nice, I will choose it too.”

Hearing that, Carrie's face turned green. She pinched Andrew's arm and said.

“Which side the hell do you stand? Make your point!”

Andrew gritted his teeth in pain and said with playful spit of his tongue.

“So... gentleman, what's your name?”

“Matteo Chan.”

“Well then, Mr. Matteo, if I'm right, what really stands out about this design of yours, especially for

men's wear, is neither the shape of the garment nor the gold pattern, but its color, right?”

My eyes narrowed and I nodded slightly. I didn't expect this foreigner could understand it.

He pursed his lips and added.

“Without this color underlining this design of yours, it wouldn't bring out that vibe at all, right?

In other words, if you used another color, even a hint of color difference, your costume would never

compete with us!”

He was right. After all, this design, which I came up with in only 10 minutes, really wasn't as good as

his set in terms of a lot of detailing.

“Mr. Andrews, what are you trying to say?”

I asked, looking at him suspiciously.

He shook his head with a smile and said. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“This color can only be rendered on a drawing board, and it is impossible to dye it into cloth. At least as

far as I can remember, no one has ever been able to dye this gray! You can't make clothes without

cloth of the same color, can you?”

Hearing this, Carrie burst out laughter,

“So that's how it is! Director Lau, this design and ready-made clothes can be in difference. If you use

their scheme and the clothes do not match the color, it will make you a fool in front of the leaders?!”

But Director Lau, who was staring intently at my design, took a long time to ask.

“Young man, if I'm right, the color you're using should be called ‘General Grey’ Right?!”