The director of the fashion department asked her seriously, "Half a month ago, our department received a parcel. You could tell that the quality of the fabric used at that time has dropped just based on the samples in the parcels that the company had sent over in the past. Was there such a thing?"
Eevonne nodded. "What...what's the matter with that?"
That was no trouble to her, who was a person who had experience in this kind of work. It was not worth mentioning at all.
"Is it because...of this matter that you want me to join the fashion department?" Eevonne asked while smiling.
"Are you...not willing to do so?" the director
asked her in return.
Eevonne shook her head. "It's really not a big deal. It's no trouble at all. I... I'll return to distributing the parcels now."
"Don't you want to...get promoted, sit in an office, work a decent job that's related to orders of clothes?" The director was a little curious.
Eevonne was stunned. Of course, she wanted to! How could she not? However, she knew that it was impossible for her. She did not even finish middle school, and she did not want to repeat what had happened a few years ago. She knew her situation the best.
"There's no need for that. Thank you!" Eevonne firmly rejected it.
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