I Transmigrated as the Antagonists' Mother!

At the fashion design college.

This was the last design exhibition that the fourth-year students would attend before their internship. Many companies had the same mentality as Vivian to recruit potential newcomers.

The design exhibition venue was very large, and every designer had a small booth that could display three to five sets of clothes. The design drafts were also publicly displayed in the booths for the recruitment staff to see. Hundreds of booths and thousands of styles were displayed together, which was a spectacular sight.

Vivian looked around and finally locked onto five designers.

Three of the designers that Vivian had her eyes on were already in the midst of a discussion with many companies, and those companies were happily snatching people.

One of the most popular designers was called Cora. Vivian found out that Cora was very famous in the school. Cora was the first in the professional course andthe design competition organized by the school every year.

Cora's design style was very much in line with the current trend, and her tailoring skills were also very good. However, Vivian found that Cora liked to cater to the market in her works, while putting her own style aside. However, this was the style of designers that most companies liked.

After all, only when consumers liked it could the merchants sell the clothes for cash. Vivian liked it too. Although she planned to build a high-end clothing series under the company, she did not want to give up on the most popular mid-range consumer market.

So, Vivian also came forward and handed Cora her business card. She introduced herself, "Hello. Miss Cora. Although our clothing factory has just been set up, it's because of this that the first batch of designers will have better chance. I also give the designers a high degree of autonomy..."

Vivian stopped talking when she saw the perfunctory smile on her face.

Cora took a look at it and put it aside. "I'll think about it."

Seeing this, Vivian did not say anything more. Just as she was about to leave, she saw Cora take a few steps forward with a smile and compliment another big company's recruitment staff, as if she was trying to curry favor with the rich.

Vivian recognized that it was a very famous clothing company, VE Design. She raised her eyebrows and left Cora's booth without hesitation.

Following that, Vivian walked to a designer's booth called Cynthia. The three sets of clothes that Cynthia was displaying were work clothes and casual clothes. The cutting was simple, but they were not ordinary. Vivian noticed that the fabric of these clothes was very rare. "Hello, I really like your design style. It's simple and grand."

"Thank you for liking it. Most consumers in the market still prefer designs that are more personal and complex. I'm very happy that you like my clothes." Cynthia was a little shy as she spoke to Vivian with a slightly red face.

Vivian asked about the fabric again, and only then did she know the special features of these fabrics. Understanding the fabric was the basic skill of a designer, but not many people could really concentrate on learning and studying it.

And Vivian knew that minimalism would be the next trend. Now that she had met such a talent, of course, she couldn't miss it.

The two of them had a more in-depth exchange. Vivian discovered that not only did Cynthia have a solid foundation, but she also had her own ideas and style for design.

Vivian looked at Cynthia with approval as she handed her business card over. She smiled and invited her, "Cynthia, let me formally introduce myself to you. I'm the person in charge of Emin Clothing Factory, Vivian. I would like to invite you to be a designer at our company. Would you be willing?"

Cynthia's mouth gaped open slightly. Her designs didn't fit the current mainstream style at all. However, she didn't want to give up on her insistence. Cynthia had always felt that the most difficult thing was to simplify the complex yet be able to stand out. Thus, she had always put in great effort into the fabric, tailoring, and various accessories.

"What clothing factory? I've never even heard of it. But Cynthia, you're only fit to work in a third-rate clothing factory like this."

A harsh sentence entered Vivian's ears, instantly breaking the harmonious atmosphere.

She turned her head and saw a girl with short hair and a rivet leather jacket. Vivian looked at the booth behind her. The designs were all styles that cool girls liked, and they were all exaggerated styles. However, personality should be revealed naturally. Overly deliberate design elements would make the whole design seem to pursue personality too much without any highlights.

Seeing that Vivian was looking at her design, Caroline said with confidence and disdain, "You don't have to look at it. I won't go to a small company like yours!