Qin Mu explained to her in a low-key manner.
Bian Jingwen suddenly seemed to understand what the two of them had been laughing about, and her expression instantly turned awkward.
"But we have no intention of rejecting Miss Bian. It's just that our studio really doesn't need newcomers right now. I looked at Miss Bian's background and qualifications. Honestly, you could consider joining one of the more stable design companies in Rongcheng. But I have to say, thank you so much for appreciating JY."
As Qin Mu spoke, she gently placed Bian Jingwen's design draft and resume on the table. The two designers returned to their workstations, and Qin Mu stood up. Afraid the earlier awkwardness might have impacted Miss Bian's confidence, she kept smiling and said, "I hope to see your work in this industry soon, Miss Bian."
Qin Mu extended her hand.
Bian Jingwen stood up from the sofa, smiled faintly, and shook hands with Qin Mu.
"Xiaomei, please escort Miss Bian."
