Chapter 54

Christina stretched contentedly, locked up the blueprints, and left the architecture institute.

A shadowy figure quietly appeared, opened her drawer, and after seeing the design blueprints, let out a cold laugh and poured a glass of water over them.

The entire design blueprint was instantly ruined, making it unrecognizable.

The next morning, when Christina arrived at the architecture institute, the client was already there. The boss's name was Theodore Reynolds.

Theodore was talking to Kelvin.

"This task is urgent, and it's a good thing we found you. Otherwise, we wouldn't know how to proceed."

Kelvin stroked his beard and laughed heartily, "I happen to have someone available who can help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and saw Christina walking in from outside and immediately waved her over, "This is the designer."

"So young." Theodore seemed to realize that his words might sound like he was doubting her, so he quickly added, "But young and capable. I've always trusted Kelvin's judgment."

Kelvin gave her a look, signaling her to quickly bring the design blueprints.

Christina walked over quickly and felt the drawer was damp as soon as she touched it. When she opened it, she found that the design blueprints she had carefully stored were soaked.

Bruce passed by and exaggeratedly shouted, "The blueprints that are due today, how did you store them? How could you let them get damaged?"

Christina raised an eyebrow. She hadn't known who did this, but now it was clear that it must have been Bruce.

She glanced at him, a faint cold smile on her lips, and calmly replied, "Bruce, you seem overly concerned."

Bruce was embarrassed by Christina's calm attitude and subtle sarcasm. He widened his eyes, wanting to argue, but ultimately said nothing.

Christina ignored him and turned to explain to Theodore and Kelvin, "The blueprints were completed last night. I checked them after storing them to ensure there were no issues. This situation is clearly intentional."

"Still, it's your fault for not storing them properly," Bruce snorted.

Theodore was very anxious, "These are due today. How can there be a mistake with urgent documents?"

Bruce smirked, thinking she was done for.

Unexpectedly, Christina calmly opened her computer, "Theodore, this is just the initial draft. The detailed blueprints are saved on the computer. How could I not be careful with such an important task? I made a backup long ago."

Bruce was stunned.

He had stayed late yesterday and didn't see her make a backup.

"Let me explain my design concept to you and see if you're satisfied." Christina made a gesture of invitation.

Christina opened her computer, displaying a clear design blueprint on the screen, and began to explain her design concept to Theodore in detail.

Her speech was fluent and her thoughts clear, making Theodore nod frequently and occasionally ask questions, showing great interest.

"This design fully considers the client's requirements while also taking into account environmental friendliness and practicality," Christina pointed to a part of the blueprint, "Here, we use some new construction techniques that can effectively reduce energy consumption and increase the building's lifespan."

Theodore listened attentively, occasionally glancing at Christina and then at the blueprint, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. He turned to Kelvin and smiled, "Kelvin, it seems you really have an eye for talent. This designer is excellent."

Kelvin cleared his throat, pretending to be calm, "Of course, the designer I recommend can't be bad."

Theodore was very pleased, praising Christina repeatedly, especially for her backup plan.

After sending Theodore off, Kelvin nodded, "I really didn't misjudge you. You're young but very capable and diligent."

"Thank you for your praise. Since you took me as a student, I naturally won't let you down."

Kelvin laughed heartily, "I have a design for a cross-sea bridge. I was planning to handle it myself, but now that you're capable, I'll leave it to you."

Each building serves different functions.

And a cross-sea bridge is obviously much more important.

She hesitated for a moment, "Mr. Fisher, I..."

"I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, there's a whole team. Just go ahead and do it." Kelvin patted her shoulder.

Christina felt reassured and nodded firmly.

For the business trip, Kaitlyn found it interesting and wanted to go along.

Kelvin, knowing that his granddaughter had caused Christina a lot of trouble last time, directly pulled Kaitlyn back.

"Alright, stop messing around!"

Christina couldn't help but smile at their friendly interaction.

The plane landed three hours later, and it was still early, so she went directly for an on-site inspection.

The engineering team told her, "We're currently doing the surveying. Because the cross-sea bridge is quite challenging, every step of the project design needs to be repeatedly tested."

"Don't worry, I have the patience for that," Christina nodded.

The seaside air was indeed pleasant, but in this narrow bay, with no direct road between the two islands, one had to either take a ferry or drive along the coastal road, both of which were inefficient.

The bridge would facilitate communication between the two places and benefit the economy, making it a challenging but worthwhile task.

The engineering team added, "You can rest at the hotel today. Tomorrow we'll go on a boat for a sea inspection."

"Okay," Christina nodded.

As she turned to leave, she suddenly noticed William getting out of a luxury car and standing by the shore.

It seemed she could run into him anywhere. Their eyes met briefly before they both looked away indifferently.

Christina went straight back to the hotel.

When she came down for dinner in the evening, she unexpectedly ran into William again.

What a small world!

Christina lost her appetite and had her meal sent to her room.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

When she opened it, she was shocked by the scene outside.

Four six-foot-tall muscular male escorts stood in a row, each showing off their muscles, "Ms. Windsor, we're here to serve you tonight."

Christina was stunned. Who did this? And called four men at once.

"You..."

Before she could finish, a figure suddenly appeared.

It was William, raising an eyebrow, "You must be in good shape to handle four men in one night."

Christina was at a loss for words and pushed the men away, "You must have the wrong room."

The four male escorts said in unison, "No, it's room 1802, we're not mistaken."

Christina felt utterly disgusted, like she had swallowed a fly. William narrowed his cold eyes, "Is it an honor to hire male escorts? Do you want to show off to everyone?"