Fiona felt intimidated by Charles the same way Spencer intimidated her. She said, "The size of diamond doesn't match the ring. If we follow the original design, it will affect the company's profits severely. Besides, it might affect the shape of the ring."
Charles gave a slight nod after listening to her explanation. "That's a very good assessment. Professional designers need to have that kind of attention to details."
"Thank you, Mr. Wen," Fiona replied with a nod.
Sophia poked Fiona on the waist and teased, "Charles usually doesn't praise people. You probably don't even have to wait to graduate to get a spot here!"
Her voice was not loud, but it was audible enough for all three of them in the meeting room. Embarrassed, Fiona gave Sophia a sideways glance before looking at Charles. But the faint smile on his lips reassured her that everything was fine. After sighing with relief, she turned to Sophia and reminded her to keep quiet.
"Mr. Wen!"
Just then, the door of the conference room swung open. In burst Allen Du, the company's design director, who looked like he was sweating bullets. He was older than Charles by a few years but he regarded him with utmost respect. "I heard that the design was flawed..."
Charles threw a folder in his direction and it landed before his feet with a loud thud.
Upon seeing Allen, Charles' faint smile turned into a blatant scowl. "See for yourself! How could you make such a simple mistake? The meeting with the board members is about to start. How do you intend to fix the issue? Tell me!"
Allen wiped the sweat on his forehead and replied, "I'll take back the papers and have them redone."
"Do you think we have time for a new design? Huh?" Charles raised an eyebrow. "The design has already been sent to the factory. Do you see what you've done? You know that we imported the gems for the new collection. You know how much they are worth. I don't want a repeat of this mistake! Next time, if you want to quit your job, just tell me! I can easily replace you with someone younger and more ambitious!"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen." Allen bowed. "I promise I won't make the same mistake."
"Withdraw the design from the factory now. Suspend the manufacture of this ring collection. We'll resume production with a new design!" Charles narrowed his eyes. "Also, tell my secretary to cancel the meeting. I'll have to explain this myself to the board members."
"Yes, Mr. Wen."
Without saying a word, Charles dismissed him with a wave of his hand. Allen rushed out of the room, looking a bit relieved.
"Well... do you want me to put these documents away?" Sophia asked Charles.
"No, I'll have someone else do it. Go and get some rest," Charles answered.
"As you wish." Sophia nodded and nudged Fiona to leave.
"Goodbye, Mr. Wen," Fiona said as they walked to the door.
"Wait!" Charles suddenly called out. "F City International Jewelry Exhibition will open in a few days. Tell Allen to select one or two people to attend the exhibition with the purchasing department. Inform me once everything's ready."
'F City International Jewelry Exhibition?' Sophia thought.
"Isn't that the biggest jewelry exhibit in the country? The one that's exclusive only to the biggest names in the industry?" Sophia asked excitedly. "It's the jewelry show that has more diamonds than attendees, right? I heard that thousand-year-old ores will be up for display!"
"You heard right." Charles smiled. "Would you like to go, Sophia?"
"Can I?" Sophia walked up to him and grabbed him by the arm. "Can I go with you, Charles?"
"Of course." Charles nodded.
"Can Fiona come with us? I think she'd like the exhibit, too! We can all go together!"
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