A Graduation Gift

She looked up and saw Lionel standing in front of her desk, smiling genuinely. She got really confused and hurried to end the conversation.

"What are you doing here?"

Cassandra asked, quickly hanging up the call. She got up and kneaded the back of her waist. She had been sitting for hours now, her body was going numb.

Seeing how tired she was, Lionel couldn't help but ask in concern, "Cassandra, isn't it more tiring to work here than it was designing in Tang Group?"

It seemed like a casual question full of earnest concern. Cassandra only smiled at him, poured some water in a glass and handed it to him.

"I put my heart and soul in whatever job I do. It doesn't matter which one is more tiring. As long as I am passionate about my work, I can learn from every job and just get better,"

Cassandra said, not answering his question directly. She didn't want to answer it as she was no longer 'Manager Qin' in his design department now.

"Still...I think it's a shame you changed your job. You've learned architectural design abroad and accomplished so much in the field. All of that for what? Now you've completely abandoned your career as a designer!"

Lionel said, looking at Cassandra with a regretful look on his face. She didn't know how to respond to something like that. Why was he saying any of this to her?

was

he had the audacity

He kept trying to figure what she was thinking but

forward. "Anyway, Cassandra, let me show you a design. It's done by the current design department at Tang Group. What do

looked back and forth, alternating between him and the drawing. The draft was seriously castigated by the client

reading it closely. Soon, a frown appeared on her

about making pretty buildings, you know. A proposal has to have a proper methodology of construction, as well as how one would incorporate

to read the

old client of the company. This design is definitely not gonna work for someone like him,"

She knew he laid a lot of emphasis on functionality in the building because of their previous interactions.

are right, Cassandra. He wasn't satisfied at all. In fact, you know what he said?" Cassandra raised her eyebrows with curiosity. "He said he wanted you to

the problem right away. It seemed like the client knew she would understand what he wanted, which was why he asked for her to design the project for him. She really was

impossible..." Cassandra said, shaking her head. "I am no

she folded the drawing, kept it neatly

there was no chance for that dream to come true now. She didn't even know if she would