An Yirou finally hugged her son and squeezed out of the car,

An Zikang then said: "Mommy, there is a photo in that uncle's wallet, and the aunt on it looks like you." ”

An Yirou was flipping through her phone, and said lightly without raising her head: "Really?" It's normal, you also know that Mommy is very beautiful, and there are a lot of people who have a crush on Mommy. ”

An Zikang: "......"

*

That night, An Yirou had a strange dream, this time she dreamed that she had turned into a clay husband.

It's really handsome and temperamental.

I don't know why she was always sad when she dreamed of him.

I finally woke up sad and couldn't sleep anymore.

She got up quietly and went to the living room to draw the hazy appearance of her husband in her dream.

But it was so hazy that I only drew a rough outline.

Outside the window, the night rain is low, and melancholy is also easy to attack

I was stunned by this ambiguous portrait.

Sometimes I really want to see him, hope he's not dead, listen to her, help her hold the baby, or push her behind when she can't get on the bus, so that she can easily board the bus.

That's fine, but he's gone.

Phoenix says she doesn't have any relatives, so it doesn't matter if she has amnesia.

But she felt like a rootless person, she still wanted those memories, but the phoenix couldn't do anything about it.

*

The next day, An Zikang was sent to kindergarten. I went to VV's office in Xianglian.

Her resume has been submitted for a long time, and there is no news, and she is ready to ask it in person.

VV is a major international company and occupies the tallest building in the city.

The parking lot outside the building was full of luxury cars that she couldn't name, and people with elegant temperament and noble manners came in and out.

An Yirou has a feeling that Grandma Liu has entered the Grand View Garden.

She made her way to the tall, ornate hall and explained her meaning to one of the ladies in the row of front desks.

The front desk lady smiled with a delicate face: "May I ask your surname, Miss." ”

An Yirou reported her name.

The front desk lady checked it on the computer and said, "It is true that there is your resume, please be patient." Our Human Resources department will inform you shortly. ”

An Yirou left with peace of mind.

AS SOON AS I TOOK A FEW STEPS, I HEARD A FRONT DESK LADY WHISPER TO THE PERSON, "WASN'T SHE DROPPED BY YOU?" You said she didn't go to school, why did you say that it took some time to inform her. ”

Like a basin of cold water splashed on her body, An Yirou's whole body stiffened, and her face quickly turned blue.

It turned out that she didn't have a chance, but why didn't she even give her a chance.

She is confident that she is very talented in fashion design, although she does not remember what her education is.

She turned around and clenched her fists to the front desk.

The front desk lady who whispered just now must have heard something when she saw her coming back. Immediately embarrassed, his face turned red, but he deliberately raised his head and put on a contemptuous expression.

An Yirou asked: "May I ask, have you also handed over my design sample to the design director?" ”

The front desk lady said: "You don't even know what your education is, how can you be considered a talent." ”

An Yirou was said to be red-faced, this is indeed her weakness, she doesn't know what kind of education she has at all. I don't even know if I've ever been to school.

"Is education equal to talent?" Suddenly, a low, pleasant magnetic sound sounded not far away.

An Yirou turned to the voice, only to find that there was a group of neatly dressed and elite-looking people in the hall at some point, and they were surrounded by a young man like a moon.

It was a very tall and powerful handsome guy, and his gestures exuded the air of a king.

He frowned slightly, his snow-white face was as cold as ice as always, looking at An Yirou's eyes but as hot as the sun.

When An Yirou saw this person, her heart suddenly jumped wildly, and she felt that this person seemed familiar.

I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember anything. Thinking of everything about him seems to be separated by a veil, a fog, and a thousand mountains and rivers.

Yin Mingyang's low voice trembled slightly, I don't know if it was because of excitement or uncertainty: "An Yirou?" ”

Ann gently caressed her chest. She felt that the person in front of her had seen her, but she really couldn't remember everything about him.

She took a step back and asked, "We know each other?" ”

Yin Mingyang's lips trembled, and he stepped forward to hold her hand, his voice unsteady because of excitement: "Follow me." ”

He pulled An Yirou and strode forward, his palm was very hard, and it hurt a little to grasp An Yirou.

She struggled to withdraw her hand, but Yin Mingyang didn't give her a chance, went all the way to the special elevator, and pressed the button.

The elevator door quickly opened, and An Yirou was led into the elevator by him.

At this time, An Yirou already understood why she was so familiar to see him.

She had seen him, and it was in that square that he was talking to An Zikang, and she looked at him from a distance.

But she could be sure that they didn't cross paths, why he seemed to know her very well.

She couldn't help asking, "Sir, did we know each other before?" Why don't I have a little impression? ”

Yin Mingyang looked at her intently, the corners of his mouth moved, but he didn't answer.

The elevator stopped, and Yin Mingyang took her into his office.

At this time, Yin Mingyang had regained his composure, entered the office, and hung his suit on the hanger by himself, just a simple shirt and trousers, and this man could see that everyone was angry.

He arrived at his desk, dialed a phone number, and said, "Bring all the materials of An Yirou." Then he turned to look at her and asked, "Tea?" Or coffee. ”

An Yirou looked at this expressionless person with a cold face, and couldn't figure out why he brought her here, could it be the former rule.

There are a lot of interviews, and this kind of thing has not happened before, but fortunately, she reflected quickly and ran fast.

But this man seems to be very powerful.

An Yirou asked cautiously: "That, may I ask, who are you and what are you bringing me here for?" ”

Yin Mingyang was sure again that she had indeed lost her memory.

That's not a bad thing. For An Yirou, it is always good to forget many things.

He gave the coffee to An Yirou and put it on the table and said, "Then the coffee is ready." ”

An Yirou resolutely refused to touch the cup of coffee.

At this time, a beautiful secretary brought An Yirou's information.

Yin Mingyang took a general look, then put his resume on the table, and said: "Although Miss An's experience is simple, I am very satisfied with the design sample, I want to hire you as a designer of VV, when can you come to work?" ”

An Yirou opened her mouth wide in surprise, she never thought that she would be admitted so easily, VV's employment system she checked some on the Internet, it was very perverted and perverted.

People like her who have no education and experience, at most, are front-line employees, and they didn't expect that they could become designers, could this person be a liar.

Thinking about it less excitingly, she slowly closed her mouth wide and asked, "Are you the head of human resources or the head of design?" ”

"Neither."

She just said? This man must be a liar.

An Yirou angrily slapped the case: "It's not you who asked me to come to what class?" You think I'm a bully, don't you? ”

Yin Mingyang looked at An Yirou, who was angry, with a smile, and teased: "I am indeed not the head of the human resources department, nor the head of the design department, I am just the president of VV." ”

“……”