Dream of a Happy Family

A Masterpiece

Frankly, Tyr originally wanted to use the Zachery connection to help Winifred get the champion. To him, it was only a matter of one command.

But when he saw how serious and dedicated Winifred was in pouring all the experience into his design, Tyr changed his mind. He believed that with the professional attitude and skills of his wife, even though he did nothing, he would be able to get a champion in this competition. He even believed that Winifred could get first rank!

In contrast to Winifred's enthusiasm, Iris was lazing around. A few days ago, Iris was still showing interest. He would stay in the design department every day to develop a good design along with some of the staff people there. But after three days of passion, Iris realized that designing a good piece was not as easy as she thought.

Be it professionalism, imagination, or skill to lead his design team, he lost far to Winifred. Iris Zea is no better than a freelance designer, let alone a professional.

So, Iris lost her interest in designing just like that. One week later, she became so lazy that she stopped visiting the design department.

In the blink of an eye, tomorrow was the date of the submission of the competition. Jorge called Iris into his office angrily and snapped at her. It seems clear that he is not satisfied with Iris' recent performance.

"Iris Zea, tomorrow is the filing limit of this contest. Where's your design? I'm just giving you an important task because I believe in you. So, what exactly are you doing?"

However, Iris looked calm as she said, "Don't worry, Grandpa. I've prepared the design for the competition."

"Have you prepared?" Jorge was confused. Iris obviously didn't do anything all this time. Until now, the design department has not submitted a single draft sheet. Where did Iris get all these designs?

Iris gave a mysterious smile. "Look easy, Grandpa. I have arranged everything. I can guarantee that not only will I get a place in this competition. I will even make the entire city dumbfounded!"

***

The last day before the filing limit, under Winifred's leadership, he and his team worked until ten p.m. Finally, a loud cheer echoed within the design department.

"Done! Finally done!"

It is an art of perfection!

"President Zea, our work will definitely shock the entire city during the Gucci fashion competition."

Inside the design room, the trash can had been filled with concepts, and various design proposals were piled up on the workbench.

In this half a month, Winifred and the rest of his team stayed up all night and fought hard to finally get their dream design on the final night. As they looked at the 3-D simulation on the computer, every designer present was extremely astonished.

"President Zea, you're a genius."

"I've been in the design industry for years, but I never imagined we could design a masterpiece like this one day."

"Your design skills and creativity really open our eyes!"

Winifred could not hide the joy in his heart. "This is all thanks to the efforts of everyone. Thank you guys."

After that, Winifred stared fixedly at the computer screen. He was also fascinated by this perfect piece of art. But a moment later, Winifred frowned slightly.

"What's wrong, President Zea?"

"It's okay." Winifred stood up and said, "Everyone must be tired by now. Go home and rest."

All the designers left, leaving Winifred. Other than him, there was still another young designer who had just graduated from a renowned design school not long ago.

"Yara, why are you still here?"

The young designer, Yara Campbell, quickly replied, "I'm leaving. President Zea, why are you still here? Do you feel the design is not perfect enough?"

"Yes, I think something is missing. But I don't know what it is..." Winifred shook his head and stood up. "Maybe I'm just a little overreacting. Let's go home!"

At home, Winifred could not sleep well. Tomorrow is the day of surrender. Winifred had led his team to design high-end work, but he still felt something was missing.

He spent the whole night thinking hard!

Finally, when the first rays of sunlight shone on the land, and a gentle breeze entered through the window, Winifred noticed it.

That's it ... The wind! That's wind! I can finally find something missing."

Winifred got off the bed excitedly and took out his pen and draft paper in an instant. He spent two hours to finish the final touch of this design.

After he refreshed himself and got dressed, he rushed to the company with the draft concept in his hand even without breakfast He needed to add this last detail to the artwork to finish it eventually.

However, the moment he entered the design department, Winifred felt that the entire room was in a mess. "What the hell is going on?"

Seeing all the anxious expressions of his subordinates, Winifred felt a bad feeling invade his body. Yara was sweating profusely with tears in her eyes.

"President Zea, this is bad. The design we spent half a month on was stolen!"

The buzz... Winifred's mind went blank. Was the design stolen?

There were still two hours left until the Gucci fashion design competition. Winifred and his team have spent a full half month designing the work. And it was stolen at this crucial moment? What kind of joke is this?

Winifred opens the computer folder and starts the designing application. It's empty!

Just then, Winifred felt his surroundings spinning.

"President Zea, the materials and decipherments inside the folders and applications have been removed by someone."

"What about the draft?" Winifred practically roared.

"Drafts, including all the designs we've put together are all gone!"

"The office building also had a sudden power outage last night, so the surveillance system didn't catch anything."

"We've made a police report, and they'll be here soon."

Winifred looked pale and lost his mind. "There are still two hours left until official submission and registration. Already late. It's too late!"