Su Baizhou's Twenty-Second Birthday

Evening.

Qin Yuwen brought Xu Xinian to the Family Building.

Although Xu Xinian was not familiar with everyone, half the credit for this cake had to go to him.

[Actually, he had done almost all of it. Qin Yuwen had spent half the day getting in the way.]

The cake looked fairly nice, neat and tidy, with beautifully written words on top: Happy 22nd Birthday, Zhouzhou.

Before long, Fan Chen arrived.

Seeing his long-lost older cousin, Luo Ye said in surprise, "Brother Fan Chen, you're off work?"

"Yeah."

Fan Chen sat down on the couch, looking refreshed and pleased with himself, as if something good had happened.

Seeing his expression, Luo Ye asked curiously, "What's the good news?"

"Luo Ye, let me tell you. Didn't I start working at the company owned by your and Fanfan's friend? I only found out after I got there that everyone at that company is useless."

"How so?"

"They take money and do no work. They're all master-level designers Sister Xiaoxiao hired, but they used up all their talent ages ago. Now they're all there to retire. Even Sister Xiaoxiao, the boss, can't order them around. They act high and mighty all day, show her no respect, and look down on me for being a newcomer."

"That happened?"

Luo Ye put on a surprised expression.

In truth, he was not surprised at all.

After all, it was perfectly normal for Sister Xiaoxiao to hire a few masters to hold down the fort when she started an interior design company.

But the truly capable masters were all tied up by major companies. If they jumped to a small company, wouldn't that be ruining their own prospects?

So the masters Sister Xiaoxiao could hire only carried the title. In reality, they had long since lost their