
“Why didn't you show me this place for the first time?”
“Alright, please follow me.” Contrary to expectations, Layla patiently shows him this part of the Design Department. Esme yawned as she listened to all her chatter. Does making a dress have to be so complicated?
Towards the end, Layla led Esme to the sewing section, standing in front of a large-scale sewing machine. “This is the sewing machine I used to use. The products stitched in this machine are almost perfect. The border is cleaner than other machines. Esme, do you want to try it?”
Esme shook her head, not looking interested, “I don't know how to use a machine like this.”
Layla looked at Esme in surprise when she heard it, “As Team Leader, you don't know how to use a sewing machine?”
Call ‘surprise’ Layla instantly caught the attention of everyone in the sewing section. Their gazes fell on Esme, some even carrying dissatisfaction.
Don't know how to use a sewing machine and he wants to sit in the Leader's position?
Esme laughs lightly, “Who said people should know how to use a sewing machine to become Team Leader? If I knew how to use a sewing machine, wouldn't I be supposed to be an expert tailor?”
Everyone around was a little stunned at that sentence. That …. Make sense.
“I think you're just twisting the appropriate words for yourself.” Layla sneers. “Then, do you also not know how to make clothes?”
“If I answer ‘ya’, will you believe it?”
“You don't even know how to sew. Don't tell me you just sewed thread by thread.”
“Does the computer also work with thread threads?”
Sewing machines are much faster than humans. But, in esme's opinion, the detail and quality of the workmanship is not something that can be compared to a sewing machine.
“Living in a car accident turns you into a sharp-tongued bum.”
They went back to their work station. Layla is in a bad mood for not being selected as an accomplished employee. On top of that, Esme came to work in the same department as him, and that made it even worse.
After a while, he took out a sketch design that he had designed a while ago and walked over to Esme's place. When Layla saw him, Esme was sitting in front of the television watching a live broadcast of a British fashion design contest.
“First day of work, and you are here to mennon television?” Layla.
“I watch live contest mode.” For inspiration, she wanted to create a modern dress with a taste from her Vast Dynasty. That was why he would watch channel mode whenever he had time.
“It's like standing next to a pool, watching someone else swim, and you think you can swim too. No matter how long you watch, you still can't swim.”
“No problem, as long as it can spend time.” Esme raised her cup, took a sip of her tea.
Layla almost slammed the design sketch in her hand onto Esme's desk. “Enter designs into computer, and do color swatch at the same time.”
Esme took a cursory look at the sketch design placed in front of her, then she raised her head looking at Layla, “What is a color swatch?”
Listen to this, Layla laughed out loud.
“Ya God ... was involved in the design, and you said that you don't even know what a color swatch is?”
Layla's words made everyone in the graphic design department look directly at Esme.
Esme blinks innocently, “Who told you that I was involved in the design?”
“Team Chairman Esme Andreas, this is Design Department. Of course everyone is involved in planning.”
“I'm not involved in design, I understand design.”
“Are you okay? You understand design, but you don't understand color swatches?”
“For someone who relies on luck to rise to this position, you are acting very arrogant.”
Esme put away a stack of sketch designs from Layla and said, “Take this, don't bother me while I watch the live broadcast.”
“Esme Andreas ..”
“What are you two discussing?” Suddenly a low voice and a handsome face appeared from the door. Esme simply turned her head, and then returned to her fashion channel. Layla jumps in front of Jason.
Looking at the tall silhouette of the man, his eyes lit up. Taking two steps forward, Layla's tone carried a hint of annoyance. “Director Hall, I asked Esme to insert the designs into the computer to color their appearance so she could learn something better. But he refused to do so and said he wanted to watch television.”
Jason's eyes swept over Layla without a care.
Layla continued, “I took her to the sewing department to learn to use a sewing machine, but again she refused and said that she was not interested in sewing.”
Jason's proud face rose to look at Esme. His sight fell to the screen. “Direct broadcast fashion contest?”
Esme nodded, “Ya.”
“Why refuse to do color swatches? Doing coloring can help one's color matching skills.”
Esme replied honestly, “I don't know how.”
Jason's lips curl into a devil's smile, “I'll teach you.”
An expression of disbelief was displayed on Layla's face when she heard their dialogue. Jason Hall will teach Esme?
The other staff were also stunned.
Their president never visited the Design Department. If there is a problem, it is always the Secretary who deals with them. As people say, the little shrimp, rarely gets a glimpse of the Dragon God. This is the first time, in this year, the President has come to their Design Department.
Jason picked up one of Layla's sketch designs, his low, hoarse voice explaining patiently, melting the hearts of all the women who heard it.
Esme watched him quietly.
“This is scanning.” Jason gently stroked, patting the box-looking thing in the corner of the table.
“Ya.” Esme nodded.
“Place the paper in it, the scanning process will appear automatically on your computer screen. You just need to click on ‘ok’, then open the software to compile the scanned design.”
“After the scan is inserted, anything you feel lacking, can be changed easily. After that, you can do the editing. Color swatching means matching colors to clothes, and you can choose whatever color you like. If you feel too dark, you can make it brighter and vice versa.”
Jason explained patiently as he tested an example to look at. Her voice is very seductive.
Standing closest to them, Layla looks really good. Jason's voice bewitched his senses.
Esme was like a paragon student, listening attentively as Jason had taught her. As the man explained, his fingers dancing on the keyboard was very easy and familiar. He did this and looked really cool.
Esme behaved well, but .. not a single word from Jason got into her brain. A low and hoarse voice entered his ears and he was tempted, deep in thought.
When Jason realized this, he resisted the urge to laugh, but the urge to tease him emerged strongly. Esme's black and clear round eyes stared at him without blinking.
“So, which one catches your attention more? My face, or this computer screen?”
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