Rival companies? Bonnie really doesn't know yet.
After all, she is just a designer, will not touch the confidential core of the company, and does not care about this.
But since the person in charge spoke up, that means there must be something wrong with this.
So she frowned, "You mean, this design of mine, has something to do with the other company?" "Yes," nodded the head, "normally, between companies with almost identical conditions, we would look at the side with the better inspiration, but now, with both sides also having almost identical inspiration, I'm having a hard tdeciding." The person in charge nailed it, left a pensive Bonnie, and quickly left.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter a full half minute, Bonnie finally reacted.
By this, the person in charge meant to say that her design was similar to the other company's design.
How? It's her original! Could it be that someone in the company sold her design to the other company, or even that the other side got a head start on showing it to the person in charge? That's why the person in charge today advised her to change her design.
With this doubt in mind, Bonnie ran back to the bistro to find Sebastian, "I asked the person in charge, it should be my drawings and the other side of the collision." "How?" Sebastian was equally surprised, "Your inspiration is unique, could it be that the other side copied it?" Sebastian's words were sure and eager, as if he hadn't thought at all, but had spoken them by instinctive reaction.
Couldn't help but make Bonnie flinch, "How can you be so sure?" "Of course | am sure, in this world, only others copy you, not you copy others, | am confident and | know that you are such a person." Sebastian replied forcefully.
The simple words turned into an endless stream of warmth that rushed into Bonnie's heart and stuffed her heart to the brim.
"Thank you for trusting me." Bonnie nodded, "Then let's go back to the office and check it out." All those who have had access to the design need to be properly investigated to see who actually leaked the drawings.
"Good." Sebastian nodded.
The two of them then walkedout of the bistro and headed towards the Grant Building.
Just walking to the entrance of the building, Bonnie encountered the little boy just now.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTo be precise, the little boy and his mommy.
"Auntie!" When the little boy saw Bonnie, he ran over happily and pulled out a brand new pack of tissues from his crossbody cartoon bag, "This is back to you." This the tilted his head, his face was clean and dry, and you could see the white skin and the small, rosy lips.
Exquisite seems to be a porcelain doll.
Bonnie believes that this little kid would look even better if the upper half of his face wasn't blocked by the duck tongue hat.
"Who is this?" Sebastian voiced his confusion.
"I just saw him in front of the bistro. He had a nosebleed and his mom is a foreigner who doesn't speak Chinese, so he couldn't buy tissues, so he had to ctoto borrow them." Bonnie explained.
With that, Bonnie reached out and took the tissue, "Thank you little friend, did you wait here on purpose just to bringtissue?" The little boy shook his head again, "No oh, I'm here with my mommy to find someone." Looking for someone at the Grant Group? Bonnie was a little surprised, "Who are you looking for? Auntie is the designer here, maybe she knows the person you are looking for." "I'm looking for Sebastian," the little boy said.