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Chapter 1049 A First Visit to the Office
After the car pulled up, Raeleigh raised her head to marvel at the Harvey Group's skyscraper office building. It was her first time here. She was surprised to find many luxury cars parked by the side of the building.
Raeleigh clasped her laptop in her arms as she got out of the car. Jepherson glanced at Stuart, signalling him to help Raeleigh. Immediately, Stuart walked towards Raeleigh and extended his arms. "Miss Anson, let me carry the laptop," he said.
Raeleigh handed the laptop to Stuart. Then, she lowered her head and looked at her clothes. She was relieved to find that she was decently dressed in a formal business suit. Otherwise, she would not be able to leave a good first impression.
Now that she was here at the company, she knew that she would be taking part in the production of Phantasy Dream. It would be her first day working officially at the Harvey Group. Considering this, it would be unbecoming of her if she were to leave a bad impression on her colleagues on her first day at work.
Raeleigh took a deep breath to loosen up. Then, she looked around the office building.
Jepherson looked at her and said with a smile, "Are you nervous?"
"Well, kind of," Raeleigh said candidly. It was her first time here after all.
It was her candor which attracted Jepherson in the first place. He then held her hand and led her to the office. Stuart trailed along hurriedly.
There were rows of vehicle models on the first floor of the office building. Raeleigh saw many employees. She could easily tell which department they belonged to.
The men clad in sapphire shirts belonged to the automotive assembly department. The man clad in a black suit and a white-collared shirt was unmistakably an employee of the company. A badge was pinned on his suit. The rest were automotive designers. They were two young ladies, one adult male, as well as two middle-aged men. Raeleigh could instantly recognize one of the middle-aged men. He was an internationally acclaimed designer. He could be seen scrutinizing Lanox, Raeleigh's maiden commercial project.
Lanox would be a limited-edition product. Many people sang praises of the designs produced under the Lanox's series. However, one man's meat was another man's poison. Some people did not like the design. One such man was a certain Lamarre Lee.
Raeleigh had seen Lamarre featured on an international design website. A recipient of numerous design awards since he was young, Lamarre had issued a press release, announcing to the world that he would never accept another award, and neither would he participate in another contest.
Subsequently, no one saw this design legend in any international design contests. Raeleigh recalled that she had not seen him for the past two to three years.
She was bursting with excitement as she met this illustrious designer.
"Mr. Harvey," an employee greeted Jepherson as he saw him. All eyes were on Jepherson then. He then directed his gaze towards the rest of the employees.
At that moment, everyone took notice of Raeleigh.
Jepherson stopped and said, "Everybody, meet Raeleigh Anson, the company's new automotive designer."
Then, Jepherson raised his hands to applaud her. The rest of the employees followed suit. A little uneasy, she gave everyone a courtesy nod. She did not proceed to introduce herself until everyone stopped clapping.
"Hello everyone, my name is Raeleigh," Raeleigh said. "I graduated from Elkton University's School of Design." After introducing herself, she looked at Jepherson. "Raeleigh's the one who designed Lanox," Jepherson added. "In recent years, she's the only designer in the company who single-handedly managed to design a product."
Raeleigh felt a little awkward. "He shouldn't have said that," she thought.
Lamarre turned around and looked at Raeleigh. "Are you the one who designed Lanox?" he asked.
Raeleigh looked at him and replied immediately, "That's right. I'm a greenhorn though. There's still a lot of room for improvement. I'd be more than happy if you could give me some pointers." Raeleigh's humility caught Lamarre off guard.
The young are generally ambitious. Sometimes, they tend to think highly of themselves. This was especially evident among those who attained significant achievement in their first professional endeavor. Be that as it may, Raeleigh did not fit the stereotype at all. She was grounded and down-to-earth, giving others the impression that she was one unassuming lady.
That said, Lamarre was one straightforward man. He would not hesitate to give no-holds-barred reviews whenever he came across works which were less than perfect. He did not hold back when he reviewed Belle's works, what more Raeleigh, the new kid on the block.
He was well-known for being unapologetically frank.
"Come here," Lamarre said. He walked past Jepherson as he made his way to Lanox. Immediately, Raeleigh followed suit. She clasped her hands over her lower abdomen and listened as Lamarre spoke. "Lanox's a great concept," Lamarre said. "Modern and voguish, it would be able to cater to the young. The fly in the ointment is the bone line of the car. It'd be great if you can improve on that." "Ideally, it should have a really smooth and sleek shoulder line. At first glance, it seems like this model gives a sense that it could withstand the elements at high speeds."
"Now, I've no idea what inspired you to come up with this design. But I thought you did a great job. It's an eight out of ten from me. Make it a ten in three days' time. Nail it and we'll bring you on board. If you can't, well I've got to show you the door then."
As soon as Lamarre was done talking, he left. He couldn't care less if he offended anyone.
Raeleigh smiled and heaved a sigh of relief. She was gratified that her design made a good first impression. "Phew, I was expecting that I would flunk it," she thought.
However, all onlooking employees did not think she would make it eventually.
"Mr. Harvey, would the meeting proceed according to plan?" Jepherson's personal assistant asked. Santiago looked at her and said, "Yes. Get everyone to meet at the conference room in a few minutes' time. The sales progress and market research would be on the agenda."
"Note taken," said the personal assistant. "Mr. Jepherson, please." Raeleigh tagged along as Jepherson made his way to the conference room.
As soon as Jepherson entered the conference room, he sat down. The rest of the employees followed suit. Raeleigh stood beside Jepherson. Stuart immediately got her a chair and placed it next to Jepherson He then handed Raeleigh's laptop to Jepherson. Jepherson connected the laptop to the projector. Soon, the design blueprint was displayed on the screen.
"This is Raeleigh's latest design blueprint," Jepherson said. "For the record, the management has decided that if anyone is found plagiarizing or tampering with the blueprint, then they have to be prepared to receive a life sentence."
Everyone remained silent. Raeleigh stared at Jepherson, who was looking rather stern. No one there knew that he had a gentle side to his personality.
"Raeleigh will elaborate on the blueprint," Jepherson added. "It is my wish that everybody will work well with one another."
Jepherson looked at Raeleigh, who then stood up and took a deep breath. She stood beside the screen and started explaining Phantasy Dream's structural design.
As soon as Raeleigh was done presenting her ideas, she directed her gaze towards Jepherson. Then, she took a seat. Jepherson had not been looking at her throughout the presentation. Instead, he had beer staring intently at the graphics on the screen, as well as the automotive designers in the conference room.
All she sat down, Raeleigh realized that everyone was rather impressed with her presentation. In spite of that, she remained calm. She knew she would have a lot on her plate in the days to come. However, she was not intimidated. As she had decided to take on this challenge, she would have to bite the bullet and blaze a trail.
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