Love For Nazyra
Chapter 7

The entire inner division of the company will be competing openly this time, but the only beginner who has the guts to participate is Nazyra.

Although her initial status was not promising, Director Sovia highly appreciated Nazyra's courage, hence she cared more about Nazyra.

"Nazyra, where's your design draft?"

Nazyra stood on the spot stiffly while holding her drink tightly in her hand. He's been hit hard. Elisha has ruined his chance.

Nazyra walked up to the director of Sovia and gave her design draft reluctantly.

"Director, can you give me another half an hour? I'll redraw the copy."

Director Sovia frowned looking at the broken design draft.

“If before, I can give you extra time . However, today was the first day the new president director would enter office. He alone would decide the winner of this competition, so the timing could not be delayed. "

Director Sovia said helplessly. He patted Nazyra on the shoulder and comforted her, "You are still young, let's wait for the next opportunity. I have to cancel your qualification this time."

"But..."

Nazyra tried to ask the director of Sovia for another chance, but Elisha interrupted his words.

"Director, the new president director will enter the office? Why suddenly? . We've never heard rumors of this before."

“I also just received news. I heard there was a great man who bought our company last night."

Everyone present was shocked when they heard it.

This company is a first-rate large company, which great person has the ability to buy a company in just one night?

That's too hard to believe.

Someone inevitably asked, "So, who's the new president?"

"We'll know later, he'll pick his own winner later. You guys have to work hard."

Director Sovia paused for a moment and smiled, "Oh yeah, I heard he's young, and also very handsome."

The new president director is not only a young and handsome man, he is super rich and also has great power . He was indeed the man that every woman in City S wanted.

Elisha's eyes were a little bright. He should be the winner this time. In the future, she will be in charge of designing clothes for the president of the director and they will definitely have the opportunity to interact. This could be a good opportunity for him.

Director Sovia asked everyone to wait .He then left with a design draft.

Compared to the other nervous and excited designers, it was clear that Nazyra was feeling sad.

No matter who the new president was, it had nothing to do with him anymore. He lost the chance this time, which meant he would still be a rookie in this company. He won't have a chance to meet the president.

After a while, Director Sovia returned. Although Elisha felt that it was too fast, he asked happily.

"Director , how did it go? Who does the president choose?"

Director Sovia did not reply and directly passed by and stood in front of Nazyra. Her voice trembled slightly, "Nazyra, give me your design draft."

"Huh?"

Nazyra looked at Director Sovia doubtfully. The design was already destroyed, what did director Sovia want to do with the design?

Director Sovia explained, "The president checked the list of candidates. He said no one should be eliminated first. Even if there's something wrong with your design, you still have to hand it over."

"The design is broken. Isn't it a shame for the design department to show it to our new president such a design?"

Elisa complained with dissatisfaction.

Everyone looked at Nazyra with disdain, as if they were blaming her.

Nazyra felt her heart sink. All these people saw Elisha splashing coffee on his design, but no one defended him.

Nazyra gritted her teeth and hid her emotions. Then, he straightened his back and handed the broken and wet design draft to Director Sovia.

"Thank you, Director."

Sovia took the design draft and left. Not long after that, he came back.

"The result is out." Sovia looked at everyone present, and finally her gaze landed on Nazyra . He looked a bit confused, "Nazyra, you were chosen. Please go to the president's office now."

"What?"

Nazyra couldn't believe it, she thought she had misheard with Director Sovia's words.

Elisha was shocked, "How is this possible? Director are you wrong? . Nazyra's design is broken, she can't be chosen."

"That's the president's decision."

Director Sovia's tone was rather firm, "Whoever feels dissatisfied, please speak to the president yourself."

After he finished his words, no one dared to refute anymore.

The old saying goes, "New brooms sweep cleaner." That was the stage where the Presdir needed the most recognition, who would dare to question the decision of the current new president?

Elisha looked at Nazyra with envy and threatened her in a low voice "Don't think that you've won just because you won the chance."

"This time, I have a hundred ways to make you suffer."

"Elisa, are you angry and embarrassed about losing to a small beginner?. Who ended up biting his own tongue??"

Nazyra smiled cynically. He was not afraid of Elisha, for whatever he did, Elisha would still make things difficult for him.

Elisha stomped his feet in anger and looked at Nazyra sadistically.

Nazyra ignored his gaze and went to the president's office on the highest floor of the building with Director Sovia.

Nazyra was a little nervous as she stood outside the door. Although the president himself chose his design this time, he was also curious as to why he was chosen.

It was definitely not because his broken design was incredible.

"tock, tok!"

Nazyra raised her hand and quietly knocked on the door.

"Lake in."

The man inside the office said in a deep tone. Nazyra felt her hoarse voice was very attractive and mesmerizing.

His voice sounds familiar.

Where'd he heard it before?

Nazyra thought about it, but she did not remember who he was, so she opened the office door.

When he entered, he saw a man standing in front of the window . The light outside the window shone brightly shining down on him, like a dazzling layer of gold.

He was a noble and dignified man, with a slight chill.

Even though she could only see his back, Nazyra felt confident that the man before her had a handsome face.

"President, I'm Nazyra Miralda."

Nazyra stopped her steps five meters away and stood stiffly.

The man slowly turned around and looked straight into Nazyra's eyes. He walked towards Nazyra with his long legs. Nazyra was nervous as she slowly approached him.

Nazyra took a step back. He had not expected the man waiting here to be Ganindra!

"What are you doing here?"

He felt wrong and could not believe that Ganindra was the new president and his boss.

Ganindra approached Nazyra step by step. Every time Nazyra retreated, she would step closer, until Nazyra could no longer retreat.

Ganindra slightly lowered her head and stared intently at him.

"Why did you run away last night?"

Clearly, that Ganindra was here to take revenge on him!!