Su Xingyu submitted the application materials and walked out of the office.
The office door closed behind her, and Mr. Qiu rubbed his hands together as he spoke to Miss Zhuang, "Oh, Miss Zhuang, I am so sorry. If I had known earlier that you knew Miss Su, we certainly wouldn't have given her a hard time. Don't worry, I will make sure Miss Su's matters are taken care of. As long as her work isn't bad, whatever award she applies for, we'll make sure she gets it."
Zhuang Heng gave a slight smile, "What if she's applying for the Best Photo of the Quarter? Will you give her that too?"
The editor was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his hands with a smile, "That can't be, right? Isn't your name also on the shortlist for the Best Photo of the Quarter? This Miss Su wouldn't be so tactless as to compete with you, would she?"
"Not necessarily," Zhuang Heng said, gesturing for the editor to open Su Xingyu's application materials.
