NovelEnglishThe following morning.
Automotive project design team meeting room.
The first draft of the one-piece casting design had been completed. At 10 o'clock, Joyce would present the concept and some
details of this design.
In the meeting room, Juanita was passing out information and preparing green tea.
Professor Owens, who was in his sixties and a veteran of the automotive manufacturing industry, cearly and seated in the
conference room where the main speakers were seated.
All other colleagues were seated one after another.
Joyce was standing on the podium, organizing materials, setting up projection equipment, and connecting computers.
Since this meeting did not involve promotion, people from the promotion department did not need to attend.
Charlotte was sitting in the office and did not participate in the meeting.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJuanita was more enthusiastic than usual, running around the conference room and doing all the work. Today she also wanted to
observe the most cutting-edge technology, so she volunteered to take the job of serving tea and pouring water.
Surprisingly, Shelly was here today.
She wore a goose yellow dress, embellished with sequins and pearls, stepped on high heels, and carried a Hermes platinum bag.
Rarely, Shelly usually cto work only as she pleased. She cwhen she wanted and left when she wanted. Apparently, no
one would dare to say anything about it since she was the sister of their boss.
Shelly saw that Professor Owens was here today.
She hurriedly walked up and greeted, "Professor Owens, how are you?" To her mentor, she still had respect in her heart.
Professor Owens glanced up at Shelly's outfit, his brow furrowed, and nodded perfunctorily.
He had never liked someone like Shelly, uneducated from a wealthy family
There was no way Shelly would have been allowed to join the project team as an intern. If it wasn't for the fact that R&S Group was
the investor and Casey's assistant had interceded, he reluctantly gave Shelly a chance to learn. Even so, Shelly still didn’t know
how to cherish it. She could not even show up on tevery day, so how could she possibly make any contribution?
Shelly was eager to get closer to Professor Owens, and she went to the seat to his right.
Just when she wanted to put down her Hermes platinum bag...
Professor Owens had beaten her to it and placed his briefcase on the seat, saying blandly, "This is Joyce's seat. You sit in the back."
Shelly was so angry that her body was shaking. In the past, Joyce stole her thunder everywhere in school, but now, in her own
group, she still could not turn the situation around. She was the daughter of the Warner family!
Professor Owens was one of the people who built the industry, and he was respected by the entire academic circle. Professor
Owens had the right to speak in various competitions and even in the title exams of this industry. People would find it hard to
survive in the industry without Professor Owens’s approval.
Shelly exactly wanted to make her own contribution, and she still wanted to have her own titles and awards.
Therefore, she could not afford to offend Professor Owens.
Helplessly, she could only sit down in the back seat in the dust.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLooking up at Joyce, who was busy on the podium, she felt even more resentful. It was clear that Joyce needed to stand on the
podium to present her work, and did not need a seat at the bottom at all.
Professor Owens was clearly biased. Even if she was not sitting, that position could only belong to Joyce.
However, a wry smile appeared on Shelly's face.
Joyce, your good days were coming to an end.
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