Compared to these people, Cindy and Charlotte Thompson remained calm, quietly sitting in their seats without uttering a word.
No one knew what they were thinking.
But when Justin Battleson ntioned the new wedding necklace for the queen of Ashton, Charlotte showed a hint of interest.
She sat there, a tranquil smile playing at the corners of her mouth, watching the ensuing squabble with amusent.
"You have the audacity to offer up your bandage-like designs for the queen’s necklace."
Those usually in disagreent sneered, escalating to personal attacks, looking down on the abilities of the designers around them.
"And where do you get off acting all superior, your hands are like feet, your sketches barely pass as decent."
The targeted designer, unwilling to back down, rebutted harshly.
Each word was like a knife going straight to the heart.
If not for Justin still sitting there, they might’ve even co to blows due to their tempers.
The group sprouted all sorts of self-recomndations, leaving Justin feeling overwheld.
Rubbing his throbbing temples, he felt like his head was about to explode.
Perhaps it was ti for so corporate restructuring.
With a simple glance towards Michael Richard, who understood and nodded.
Michael cleared his throat, slamming his hand heavily onto the table: "Silence!"
Upon his command, everyone instantly fell silent, imdiately closing their mouths.
Everyone suddenly realized their blunder, forgetting Justin’s presence in their heated argunts.
Just a mont ago, it was all pandemonium, and now the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
In the vast conference room, more than a dozen pair of eyes were fixed intently on Justin, afraid of missing any important information.
"I will reconsider who is in charge of the design and Michael will inform you when the ti cos," said Justin nonchalantly.
Upon hearing Michael’s na, everyone’s attention shifted to him.
Michael stiffened, swallowing nervously: Seriously, Mr. Battleson, you can’t just throw under the bus like that...
Although Justin already had soone in mind, every project within the company must be competed fairly. He did not crush their hopes and deliberately left them guessing.
It was a suitable chance to rectify the company’s lax attitude and get them to pull up their socks.
After the eting ended, everyone was still reeling from the enormity of the opportunity. They returned to their seats dazed, each harboring their own hidden sches.
They never thought that they would have the chance to design a wedding necklace for the royal family in their lifeti. It was a dream many designers aspired towards.
The staff mbers strengthened their determination to win this project, thinking of ways to impress Justin.
With a clear target, the staff’s energy was at an all-ti high.
The design drafts that were previously delayed suddenly saw burst of inspiration and were successfully handed in that sa day.
The quality of the designs even increased by at least 30% compared to before.
The work efficiency saw a significant increase, as anticipated by Justin. The staff’s enthusiasm for work rose to an unprecedented high.
Seeing everyone working so hard, no one wanted to fall behind. The design departnt was filled with people, all engrossed in their work.
The office area was filled with the constant tapping of keyboards and scribbling on paper. No one was slacking off or idle chitchatting.
Even using the restroom was kept to a minimum. Not a second was to be wasted.
In her own separate office, Cindy peered out through the gap in the curtains. The sight before her eyes gave her enormous pressure.
Dealing with Charlotte alone was headache-inducing, but Vanguard Jewelry was never short of talent; once those who were lackadaisical beca diligent, they may not be worse off than Cindy.
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