Chapter 23 Franti's Irony

"Oh, God witnesses for us. No one sent us. We just think you are beautiful."

"Really?"

Wendy Cassia looked at them with a fierce look. "I just heard one of you say 'that person'. Who is that person?"

"No, there's really no one."

These people were really hard-tongued.

Wendy Cassia grinned, "Then don't blame me for being rude, my friend."

She took out a rope from one of the men and tied the three people back to back.

"You still don't tell me now?"

"There's really no one!"

She calmed down and said coldly, "I'll ask you for the last time. Who is it?"

"Beautiful lady, I sincerely beg you. Please let us go."

Wendy Cassia's face darkened and gave up talking to them.

The rope was tied with live buckles. As long as she exerted force from the middle, the three people's hands would be pulled into the middle.

With less than 40% of her strength, the three men winced in pain.

"If no one orders you to do so, then it's too strange for you to say 'that person' just now. Moreover, you have followed me to the factory since I went there. Do you think I will believe such nonsense that you are on a whim?"

Wendy Cassia said lightly, but she put more strength on her hand.

These people were too thick-skinned and needed to be taught a lesson.

She had practiced this skill in order to protect her child, but she didn't expect that she would come in handy first. She had to thank Franti for giving her a chance.

"Ouch! It hurts!" Obviously, the three men couldn't stand it.

"Okay, we say, we say..."

"Good."

Wendy Cassia let go of her hand and pressed the switch of the camera again. With a sharp look in her eyes, she said, "Go ahead."

The next day.

The design department seemed to be very lively today. As soon as Wendy Cassia entered, she heard cheers from inside.

Looking in the direction of the voice, it turned out that Franti Cassia was inviting everyone to have breakfast.

"Dear friends, I'm in a good mood today. You can eat whatever you want." Franti Cassia was so complacent. She reached out her hand to smooth the curled temples on her forehead.

She seemed to be in a good mood and had her hair done early in the morning.

When she saw Wendy Cassia, she swayed to Wendy, pointed at the various breakfast areas and smiled at her. "Oh, dear Wendy, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time. This is the breakfast and it's my treat. You can take them as you like."

Franti Cassia's newly made manicure was more eye-catching in the light.

She was so happy probably because Angela's case was confirmed.

Wendy Cassia chuckled, "I've had it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was about to go back to her office, but she was stopped by Franti.

Glancing at the woman beside her, Wendy Cassia was waiting for her to speak.

"Miss Wendy, I'm in a good mood. Why don't you give me face?" Franti Cassia raised her eyebrows and looked like a tough nut to crack.

This was probably the so-called asking for trouble.

Sighing silently in her heart, Wendy Cassia turned around, walked to the pile of breakfast and took a cup of coffee. She raised her head and gave a hint to Franti, "Thank you."

Standing in front of her office, Franti Cassia squinted and smiled, "I heard that you went to the factory yesterday. What was the result? Were you kicked out?"

It turned out that she was here to sound out what was going on.

Wendy Cassia chuckled. Considering the people behind her, she approached Franti and whispered in her ear, "Didn't the people you sent tell you that I was not kicked out yesterday?" Then she walked away slowly.

Franti Cassia's smile suddenly froze. She looked at Wendy with gloomy eyes and said nervously, "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't do that."

"You know whether you have done it or not, so I don't need to say anything more." Wendy Cassia said coldly. The group of people behind her were still fiercely choosing breakfast, and they didn't notice the low pressure on this side at all.

Franti Cassia gulped, but on second thought, even if Wendy found out, she could do nothing about it.

Thinking of this, she put her heart back to her stomach and regained her arrogance. "Today is the second day. Which procedure are you in now?"

Franti Cassia's tone was full of ridicule. She didn't believe that Wendy could solve the problem in three days.

"You don't have to worry about me. You'd better worry about Angela's design first. She is not that easy to deal with." Wendy Cassia pushed Franti away, entered the office and closed the door.

Franti Cassia, who was standing outside the door, felt uncomfortable and said bluntly, "In my opinion, Miss Wendy talked so big. Now she feels guilty and doesn't dare to see anyone."

She twisted her buttocks and went to the breakfast table. She also took a cup of coffee and took a sip. The bitterness spread through her teeth. She cursed, "My God, who can drink such bitterness?"

Franti Cassia didn't dare to continue drinking until she added a few more pieces of ice candy. She glanced at the people in the office and said, "Someone is born to suffer. There is nothing we can do about it."

"Do you think Designer Wendy can solve Ainol's problem tomorrow?" She looked around and waited for a response.

For a moment, the office was in dead silence.

Franti Cassia widened her eyes and shouted angrily, "Why don't you speak?"

"Franti, in fact, we think maybe Wendy can solve it."

"Yes, she looks calm. She must have found a way."

"She made such a good suggestion. I think she has her way to solve it."

A group of ungrateful white-eyed wolves!

Franti Cassia had thought that she could hear the sarcasm, but she didn't expect that she would receive an affirmative answer. For a moment, she was speechless. "You, you..."

She gritted her teeth and turned back to her office. The sound of slamming the door reverberated throughout the design department.

Seeing this, everyone shook their heads and sighed.

Compared with her personality, Wendy was better than her.

"Who do you think will win this time?"

"Franti. It doesn't matter even if Designer Wendy solves this problem. She is at most capable. But Franti is different. She has won Angela's case, which is a good opportunity to make a name for herself."

"My friend, I don't think so. Angela is famous for being strict with clothes. Maybe Franti can't win her heart. In the end, it still should be Wendy's turn."

"Then let's make a bet..."

Just then, Wendy Cassia came out. Someone asked her from behind, "Miss Wendy, where are you going?"

"To the Ainol Group!"