"There's no need for that."
Derek said coldly, "Is there anything else?"
Huh?
Arya was taken aback. Then, she hurriedly said, "Mr. Xavier, I've already discussed it with Director Mason. Both of us have reached an agreement. I think this kind of friendly technical exchange is very good..."
Before she could finish speaking, Derek ignored her and looked directly at Meredith. His voice was obviously much softer. Such a disparity in treatment woke Arya up. She gnashed her teeth in hatred and swore to carry out her plan.
"Meredith, do you agree to compete with her?"
Meredith shrugged, "I didn't fully agree with her. I didn't have much desire, and I didn't know if the company would allow such an open competition, so I came here to ask you."
Derek suddenly understood, and looked at Arya with an even more unfriendly look, "So, Miss Collins, you raised this so-called competition, did you? Miss Collins, do you have so much spare time?"
Arya bit her lips and tensed up. But she still boldly asked as if she had thought of something, "Mr. Xavier, the company doesn't have rules and regulations about this, right? In that case, why can't we compete?"
"Or in other words, Director Mason doesn't dare to compete with me? Or maybe she just enjoyed an unwarranted reputation and her design skills are not good."
"Shut up, how dare you." Derek yelled out. His momentum made Arya's face pale with fear.
Only when her heart thumped and her body stiffened did she realize what she had just said.
Mr. Xavier brought Meredith to the company by himself. She had just said that Meredith didn't have real design skills. But she also refuted Mr. Xavier's decision and vision.
Arya was immediately filled with fear and frustration. She immediately explained, "I'm sorry Mr. Xavier, I, I didn't mean that. But I really wanted to compete with Director Mason, so I was in a hurry and said the wrong thing."
"In that case, I'll tell you again. There's no need for this competition. Did you hear me clearly?" Derek said coldly.
Arya: "..."
She lowered her head and gritted her teeth. Though she was full of dissatisfaction, she did not dare to say anything. Arya froze there and did not move. Derek became black in the face. Just as he was about to get angry, Meredith stopped him.
She looked at Arya and said faintly, "Since you want to compete with me, then I will take up the glove."
Meredith looked at her and had a premonition that even if Derek escorted her today so that she wouldn't have to compete with Arya, this woman would spread the news all over the Design Department in the next second.
Undoubtedly the news must be that Meredith's skills were showy and she was afraid to accept the challenge.
In that case, it would be better than to agree with her. Anyway, she was from B Department. It was no big deal even she failed in the competition with people from A Department.
At the same time, she wanted to see how strong Arya was as A Department's director.
Since she chose to take the road of design, she already knew that the brilliance was made through countless competitions. This time, it was just a small competition.
If she didn't even dare to take this, how would she go further down the road?
Arya was overjoyed. She was filled with pride and ridicule, thinking that Meredith was stimulated by her.
Derek frowned. It wasn't long before Meredith became the director of B Department. If she had won the competition with Arya, it would have been better. But if she had lost, all kinds of discordant voices would have flooded in.
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