Song Wanqiu's hints left the colleagues at the conference table staring at Lin Zhiyi, some eagerly anticipating drama.
Lin Zhiyi steadied herself on the table and slowly stood up, "Sorry, my leg's a bit numb."
"Thank you for your concern, Miss Song, I've prepared an electronic version just like you."
After she finished speaking.
Song Wanqiu's face froze for a moment, staring intently as Lin Zhiyi pulled out a USB drive.
Compared to Song Wanqiu's surprise, Chen Huan's expression was more intriguing.
Calm and composed.
After all, she had taken Lin Zhiyi's design ideas.
*Unless Lin Zhiyi had a burst of inspiration in the past hour, it was impossible for her to come up with a good design.*
When the design on the screen was fully revealed, Chen Huan's pupils dilated in disbelief.
Lin Zhiyi confidently explained, "My theme is... water."
"Everyone knows about President Yu's thunderous tactics, but a rain at the villa showed me his tenderness."