Chapter 273
Alena Wright looked up. She had a good impression of this colleague and other people were kindly caring and she would not ignore it.
She grinned reluctantly and leaned back in the chair a little tiredly. "It's not because of the design drawings. Maybe my mind is a little empty and I feel a little bit wrong no matter how I think about it."
"It turned out to be because of this. I thought you had something major," the colleague shook his head disapprovingly and took a sip of the coffee in his hand.
Hearing his tone, Alena Wright seemed to be ridiculous and couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a time when you can't draw anything?"
The colleague whispered his mouth silently and looked at her with an angry and funny look. "Everyone's thinking is limited and there are always times when they don't know how to write. It's weird that you just feel free to do whatever is involved like you."
She felt a little bit crying. Dis Alena Wright know that they sometimes work overtime until midnight to catch up on the design drawings? Their hair was all white and could not even make a fart.
Alena Wright blinked a little bit surprised when she felt the resentful gaze from her colleague.
She rarely had such a time, under normal circumstances, as long as she thought about it quietly, she could quickly think of a solution. Now it seemed that her situation was abnormal.
"I just asked casually, you don't need to think too much," Alena Wright laughed awkwardly. How did she feel that what she said just now seemed a bit showy?
Fortunately, this colleague was more open-minded and didn't care about these details, but lowered his voice and said, "Sometimes you can't draw and you need to look at some external conditions when you come out. If you're in a bad mood or you're extremely tired in this state, there is no way to design things with peace of mind. I force myself to sit at the computer desk and draw a pile of waste paper."
Alena Wright nodded with deep conviction, just like what she did just now. She had already given one hundred twenty thousand points of attention, but when she started drawing, she always felt something was wrong.
"Then what should I do in this case? It is impossible to drag it all the time, right?" Alena Wright looked at her colleague humbly asking for advice, blinking a pair of big eyes.
Since the incident with Judy Amber, the company's colleagues have also changed a lot about Alena Wright. They used to think that she always depended on a man to lead her, but now she had gradually realized Alena Wright's talent.
What's more, now Alena Wright was not only Christiano Cohen's schoolgirl, but also had a close relationship with President Gray of the Emperor Group. It was too late for these ordinary white-collar workers to flatter her, so how can they dare to think of offending her?
Seeing her asking, the colleague immediately answered, "Since you can't draw it, of course you can't force it. I think you are feeling too tired. It's better to take a good rest and relax. Maybe you know what to do."
She smiled at Alena Wright, with an expression that she should understand. "Besides, there is a saying that art comes from life. Sometimes we find inspiration more from life."
After that, she stood up straight, looked back at her seat and said to Alena Wright, "I should also work hard, or I will be caught by the leader later. I will be miserable."
"Well, go, thank you for your advice," Alena Wright smiled and waved to her. After all, everyone had their own things to do and it was very rare for others to tell her so much.
The colleague smiled and turned to leave and the atmosphere became quiet again.
Alena Wright looked down at the brush in her hand. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that her colleague was right. The more exhausted she was, if she forced herself more, it would only have a negative effect. Not only could it not achieve any efficiency, but also would make you more tired.
Art comes from life. She had to discover it slowly by herself.
After thinking about it, Alena Wright got up and walked towards the pantry. She made a cup of coffee for herself and she sat to rest on the sofa in the pantry.
She didn't sleep very well last night and because of the conflict with Waylon Gray, she was always bored, even though she was smiling, she was still a little unhappy.
Although Waylon Gray took the initiative to tell Darcy Harrington to leave in the morning, the conflict between her and Waylon Gray had not been completely resolved.
This matter was not clear for a day, as if a thorn had been stuck in her heart. Alena Wright felt uncomfortable no matter how she thought about it.
She was drinking coffee while thinking. Gradually, the cup of coffee had emptied. Alena Wright also felt that she was much more awake and she was about to go back to work when the mobile phone in her pocket suddenly rang.
At the moment when she felt the phone vibrate, Alena Wright had idea frenzy.
Could it be that Waylon Gray called her?
When she pulled it out, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Darcy Harrington's name flashed on the screen.
Alena Wright regained her spirit. She had so many misunderstandings and conflicts with Darcy Harrington before, plus the repeated misunderstanding. Alena Wright also felt a little guilty for her.
After all, when she was down, Darcy Harrington took her in without reservation and gave her the warmest help.
Now that Darcy Harrington was in trouble, although she had taken her in, but the repeated misunderstandings really hurt the feelings between the friends.
Alena Wright adjusted her emotions and tried her best to be natural when she spoke. "Hey, Darcy!"
The phone rang for a long time and no one answered it. Just when Darcy Harrington thought Alena Wright was not going to answer her phone, she finally heard her familiar voice.
She quickly said, "Well, it's me." Darcy Harrington pursed her lips and said the words she had prepared earlier. "Are you free after you get off work today? Can you do me a favor?"
She did not know since when the two people talked more politely, Alena Wright could even feel that Darcy Harrington was cautious, as if she was afraid that she would refuse.
With this emotion, Alena Wright's heart couldn't help but soften again. She nodded. "If I have time and you want me to help, just say it."
"That's it. I plan to buy a car by myself. I can drive by myself when I go to work. After all, it's not good to always sit in Mr. Gray's car." Darcy Harrington reluctantly squeezed out a smile. "I want you to come with me after you get off work. Come with me to have a look. I don't know which car to buy."
Alena Wright had already been prepared for what Darcy Harrington would do for herself, but she didn't expect that the so-called 'help' in her mouth actually meant this and she couldn't help but be taken aback.
"You want to buy a car? Why is it so sudden?" Alena Wright suddenly thought of Waylon Gray's words in the morning.
He had already said that, almost clearly driving Darcy Harrington away. Of course, they had to buy a car.