Chapter 292
“So what happened to your hand?” Xander put down the file and glanced at Melanie’s wrist.
Melanie had twisted her wrist in the morning, and now it was red and swollen. It looked even worse after her tussle with Dylan and all that driving. It actually looked a little scary.
Melanie did not care much about it, though. “I accidentally sprained it, that’s all. I should be fine after applying some medicine to it.”
She had been in pain for so long that she was numb to it now. She just could not exert much strength with it.
Xander was about to say something else, but the others had already arrived.
The other studio was called Dreamcatchers. It was a well–established studio with more than ten years of history in Jepton. The department head was Ms. Sonders, a middle–aged woman in her forties,
On the other hand, Quentin and Lisa were representing one of Dreamcatchers‘ partners. They had specially come to support Dreamcatchers.
The department head wisely chose not to say anything. Instead, she let Xander and Coral do the talking first.
However, both sides were hiding some of their cards, so the conversation went nowhere.
Ms. Sonders could only sigh and say, “You all know how important this exhibition is. We have to do our very best. After all, Jepton’s reputation is at stake too.”
Coral was very calm. She sized up Zander and said, “Although Dreamcatchers is an established brand here in Jepton, we all know what you’re capable of, Mr. Solomon, so we’re all looking forward to working with you.”
Xander scoffed, tapping his finger on the document Melanie had brought over. “We’ve already completed the proposal, and now you’re talking about a collaboration?”
“We also have a proposal, and we think we can work together for the best possible results.”
“So you’re willing to be the secondary organizer?” Xander went along with her. He looked at Coral with some amusement. “If that’s the case, we’d be happy to cooperate.”
Coral did not say anything. Their studio had suddenly made a move this time because they wanted to make their studio famous again, so they would not settle for second place
“Wait, Mr. Solomon. We could still make this a win–win situation,” Quentin, who had been silent all this while, suddenly spoke up.
Quintin was in his thirties and wore glasses, the type who always wanted to look refined.
He smiled at Xander and casually glanced at Melanie. “You’re young and talented, but everyone knows that the home–ground advantage is very real. Dreamcatchers‘ status in Jepton is comparable to yours.
“In that case, why can’t we help each other?”
“Help each other?” Xander’s expression did not change. He tapped the table. “Excuse me if
I’m reluctant to take you up on that offer.”
As soon as he finished that sentence, Melanie pulled two data sheets from the pile she had printed just before leaving her house.
They clearly showed the number of people at Xander’s exhibition, as well as the number of people at Dreamcatchers‘.
The contrast between the two was extremely stark.
Melanie narrowed her eyes and looked at Quentin. “Mr. Emerson, you really know how to play with your words. You said that you could help each other achieve a win–win situation, casually downplaying Dreamcatchers‘ terrible results.
“Besides, I’m sure you know that the industry moves with the times. Although Dreamcatchers has a longer history, that doesn’t mean you are more capable.
“Useless people don’t become useful even with decades of experience. Wouldn’t you agree?”
Everyone present was a little surprised by Melanie’s words.
After all, the contempt in her words was obvious.
When the meeting adjourned, Quentin lingered around. Melanie did not move, either. She sat where she was, her face calm as she looked at Quentin.
Lisa wanted to come over and talk to Melanie. She hesitated, asking, “Melanie, are you working for Mr. Solomon now?”
She used to work at LeapCo, so she still had many acquaintances there. Naturally, she knew about Melanie’s resignation.
“It seems that I was right at that time.” Before Melanie could say anything, Quentin suddenly interrupted. He adjusted his glasses and looked at Melanie, his voice gentle, “I knew it was a matter of time before Mr. Scott dumped you.”
