Shangya, in Yan City, is already considered one of the top clothing design companies.
As the only son of the boss, she had no doubt about the feasibility and authenticity of the matter.
However, she was clear about her own level and qualifications, and if she were to be forcefully inserted into the company, she would surely attract gossip from her colleagues.
She was no fool, and could naturally see that Xiao Mingxuan had that kind of interest in her.
But since she had no such feelings for him, it was better not to owe him too big a favor, lest she make decisions that went against her own heart later.
"Uh..." Hearing her refusal, Xiao Mingxuan's face showed a look of surprise, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Well, Lingling, think it over, there's no rush. I have already commissioned DJRH to scout for a top designer, and it's estimated that it won't be finalized until the end of next month."
