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Chapter 1496
Chris paused and introduced the designer who had been speaking with Kayla. Ms. Hall, this is Barbara, the head of
our design team. She's our most sought-after designer, and many clients admire her work. Barbara, please greet
Ms. Hall."
Barbara gave Stella a discerning look and greeted her with a nod. "It's nice to meet you, Ms. Hall."
Stella glanced at the design sketches on the table and politely asked," Barbara, may I look at the draft for this
design?"
Barbara, who was somewhat disdainful of this young new boss, perceived her as someone who did not quite grasp
the world of jewelry. She questioned how Darcie could entrust the store to such an inexperienced individual.
"Feel free to look, although I fear you may not fully understand it," she replied indifferently.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFelicity stared her down and said, "There must be something wrong with your design if we can't understand it."
Barbara was annoyed and wanted to fight back, but she held back due to Stella's status. Instead, she just looked at
Felicity with a cold gaze.
Stella grabbed the paper and said, "Goodness, this is rather... unique."
Felicity leaned over to examine the sketch. She could not help but exclaim, "What in the world? It's hideous. What is
it, a rooster's head?"
Kayla's brow furrowed slightly.
Hearing that, Barbara could not contain herself any longer. "Don't embarrass yourself. It's clear you don't
understand art."
'Even though that may be true, I know what a chicken looks like when I see one," Felicity scoffed.
"It's a phoenix, you uneducated girl!"
Felicity was about to fire back, but Stella intervened. "Barbara, my friend tends to be forthright. However, I must
admit that it's rather difficult for me to appreciate this design."
Barbara was tempted to retort. She wanted to say, "And, what do you know?" But, considering Stella's status, she
restrained herself. She then looked at Kayla and had an idea.
"Ms. Hall, I designed this piece based on Ms. Wilson's preference. I painstakingly revised this phoenix as per her
instructions. Are you doubting her taste?"
As expected, Kayla's face showed a slight displeasure. She looked coldly at Stella, as she was curious about what
Stella would say.
Chris, who was afraid of offending Kayla, quickly whispered to Stella, "Ms. Hall, Ms. Wilson is a major client of our
company. It would be better if you revise your words."
Stella ignored him and glanced at Barbara. "Ms. Wilson is a client who has come for customized jewelry. Shouldn't
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmshe let the designer do the work? The essence of custom-made jewelry lies in the design. If the client dictates all
the changes, whose design is it in the end? Yours or the client's?"
Barbara's face grew increasingly grim. "Ms. Hall, you clearly don't understand the intricacies of design. When we
accept custom orders, the client's preferences take precedence. This isn't a design competition.
We're not here to showcase our creativity."
Stella's expression darkened. "Clients may not have an in-depth understanding of design. They typically have a
rough concept of the jewelry they desire. That is why they seek out designers like you for assistance. If you simply
defer all the responsibilities to the client, do you also expect them to handle your design fees in the future? Do you
have no concept when it comes to design? What purpose do designers like you serve in the company if the
customer is the one who does most of the work? Perhaps having clients to provide their own sketches directly
would be more efficient."
Stella had met many jewelry makers. Most of the outstanding designers were prideful of their work. Even when
taking on custom projects, they would ensure that their own style and design philosophy were reflected in the draft.
They would never follow the client around like a lapdog while showing no regard for their creations and making
changes wherever pointed out.
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