"Spring, summer, autumn, and winter" represented four different colors of different dresses. Wearing different colors, the same person could look so different.
It was obvious that the Scarlet had taken this into consideration and tried their best to make their work as perfect as possible.
"Valerie, Miss Ramsay, please come with me." Tiffany reminded them.
When Amelia followed Tiffany, she heard a cold snort near her.
She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Valerie walking next to her and looking straight ahead naturally as if she hadn't been the one snorted.
Was she being hated? Amelia touched her nose, feeling a little frustrated.
As for the gentlemen, Jeremy started to talk with Patrick as if they were familiar with each other, "Mr. Hopper, by the way, it seems that your employees' suit hasn't changed for ten years. Are you interested in seeing my design?" "Your design?" Patrick raised his eyebrows.
Jeremy's handsome face turned red, and he changed his wording with indignation. "Well, Tiffany's design."
"I'm a little interested in hers." Patrick nodded, crushing Jeremy's confidence.
"Actually... my design wasn't that bad." They just hadn't been approved by the whole design department.
Discouraged, Jeremy picked up Tiffany's designs and introduced them to Patrick.
Suddenly, he pointed to a female model and winked at Patrick. "Mr. Hopper, do you see the significance of this drawing?"
Patrick swept his eyes over the model's face carelessly and commented, "Mediocre."
Jeremy was swayed, wondering if Patrick was straight.
He decided to guide him kindly, "I mean her legs. The highlight of this suit for female employees is that the skirt is short and its back is prominent. Think about this, Mr. Hopper: every day, when your male employees, including you, are at work, you can see countless wonderful things which would stimulate men's hormones and mobilize their passion for work."
Patrick asked calmly, "So?"
Jeremy glanced at him, as if accusing him of being so dumb, and said, "Mr. Hopper, I have made myself so clear. Can't you get it? As long as you put these skirts on your female employees, your company's performances would be so well every year! By the way, you can solve the problem of male employees being single for many years!"
"Mr. Roland, Roxxon is a decent company to earn money. It's not a brothel like the Money
Cabinet. How could men still be in the mood to work when their female coworkers are all so coquettish? How could they not be staring at the ladies all day long with those juicy imaginations?"
Patrick said righteously as if he hadn't invested in Royal Joy Club!
Admiration was evident on Jeremy's face. After a long while, he said, "No wonder Roxxon has always been the leading company. I see..."
To Jeremy, Patrick was absolutely a gentleman. With him as the example, his staff must also be very upright. Jeremy had no clue that Patrick just didn't want Amelia to wear such tempting clothes to attract the attention of the company.
After refusing the revealing skirt, Patrick started to consider Jeremy's suggestion.
Women liked new things. Wearing the same clothes for ten years would be so boring.
With that in mind, Patrick patiently went over other drawings and finally settled on a fashionable and proper suit. Jeremy was so happy that he grinned from ear to ear. The Roxxon Corporation had tens of thousands of female employees, which would be so lucrative!
Then Jeremy turned Patrick's attention to the male employees, only to hear him saying, "Their welfare? Huh, I never care about it."
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