"Wen Gong! How's the design coming along? The client is bugging us again!" The assistant's call interrupted Wen Yuan's thoughts, pulling him away from his computer. He turned and walked into his studio, planning to finish the half-done design draft, but ever since seeing Bald Qiang's work yesterday, his entire perspective had changed.
The design, which had seemed decent enough before, now looked riddled with flaws. No matter how he looked at it, it just felt wrong, and he had no idea where to even begin fixing it. After staring at it blankly for a long while, Wen Yuan tore the design to shreds. 'Damn it, how did I ever come up with such a piece of crap?'
Of course, these blueprints would still pass muster with the developer. He had done so many times before. But Wen Yuan was not a proper businessman; he saw himself more as a designer. He couldn't bring himself to hand over a design he wasn't even satisfied with just to placate a client.
