When Yan Ailuo got out of the car in a swaggering dress, she attracted a lot of onlookers.

The dress is yellow with a white underside. There are intricate patterns embroidered with the same color, and from a distance, it is a word, expensive. Two words, luxury.

When she came down, she could only hold her head high because her collar was too high, and she looked even more arrogant.

On a cold day, dressed like this, he appeared in front of the company, and the contrast between the high-rise buildings and the marble floor was obvious, and the picture was particularly inconsistent.

But she held her head high and looked like she took it for granted, giving people the feeling that she was wearing the right one, and everyone else was crossing.

Everyone couldn't help but look at their clothes and wonder, could it be that today was a special day, and they didn't receive a notice?

Yan Ailuo knew that she would be watched, but she was really afraid that someone would pounce on her to take pictures or shoot short videos, and post it on the Internet and say: Come and see, catch an antique alive.

In that case, she will probably be popular again. This kind of red, no one really likes it.

Fortunately, because of her identity, no one dared to really watch. Everyone just watched from afar, and then frantically shook the tentacles of gossip, and they all went back to find someone to share their gossip experience.

Yan Ailuo turned around and glared viciously at Dingxin's building, turned her head and went back to the office with her skirt.

Yu Zichen stood at the door of the company, looking at the Zhicheng Building next door.

Yan Ailuo Huang Cancan, like a moving Baoshan, moved into the building arrogantly and uniquely, and stood out from the crowd of employees who came to work.

Because of his gaze, the Dingxin employees next to him couldn't help but turn their heads to look over, only to see a Huang Cancan figure enter Zhicheng's building.

I don't know what's going on, why does that figure look so much like Mr. Yan?

What new tricks do these two play to show their affection?

Yu Zichen turned his head to the director of the technical department and said: "This batch of self-heating materials is very good, continue to work hard, and strive for mass production as soon as possible." ”

The director said happily: "Yes, Mr. Yu, we will do our best to strive for the materials to be listed as soon as possible." ”

Yu Zichen nodded with satisfaction, turned his head to look again, and then turned around and went upstairs.

And Yan Ailuo was still struggling to walk to the elevator in the eyes of everyone, and met Zhu Chao on the way. Zhu Chao rented an office here, opened his own studio, and has officially moved over.

He was walking slowly with his coffee, and when he turned his head and saw a yellow figure, he thought he was wrong. Rubbing his eyes to confirm that he was not mistaken, he noticed that it was Yan Ailuo.

"Mr. Yan, are you going to the court?" is worthy of being a lawyer, and he points out the slots in one sentence.

Yan Ailuo said helplessly: "Forced to open, this palace is also tired." ”

If she hadn't been forced by Yu Zichen, she wouldn't have dressed so ostentatious. It is said that the bad taste of his own man is getting more and more, and he is also a prank, and he always feels a little off track.

When Zhu Chao heard her words, he heard a strong smell of dog food.

People who show affection can't be provoked.

"Goodbye!" He walked into his office with his coffee and didn't look back, for fear of being dazzled.

Without the people who traveled with her, Yan Ailuo had no choice but to put on her swaggering clothes and continue to go upstairs.

She kind of regretted that she had moved the office to the top floor just to see the view. It's really hard not to be watched by people all the way up like this.

When assistant Shao Qingyu saw her, she almost threw her things away.

"Mr. Yan, today is Halloween? Do you want to change your clothes? She was particularly interested in the second dimension, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with dressing like this, but she wondered why the boss was the only one to change his clothes.

Yan Ailuo almost gave herself a mallet, why didn't she think of it?

I knew that I would be watched, and yesterday I should have ordered the whole company to change their clothes. So everyone is swaggering, who will notice her?

She thought that next time she had something to discuss, she couldn't always think of a way by herself, and it was unreliable to think of a short plan by herself.

"No, I just like COS." She walked over with a show of grace, and also made Shao Qingyu notice the delicacy of the materials of her clothes.

"Look, the materials are expensive."

Shao Qingyu stretched out his hand and touched it carefully, very emotional and envious: "The material is really good, very textured, much better than the pirated Lolita clothes I bought for dozens of yuan." Boss, where did you buy it? Expensive, right? ”

This material is fine when touched, and the patterns on it are all hand-embroidered. Nowadays, handmade products are much more expensive than machine-produced clothes, and ordinary people really can't afford them.

Especially if it is so exquisite, the working class can't even think about it.

Yan Ailuo didn't want to tell her that the actual price hit her, so she had to say vaguely: "It's really expensive." However, this material is in the experimental stage, which is why it is so expensive. When it is mass-produced in the future, it will be affordable for everyone. ”

Shao Qingyu knew that this was the words to comfort her, even if this material could be mass-produced, the hand-embroidery on it could not be done.

She didn't ask any more questions, looked at it enviously, and went to work first.

Yan Ailuo accepted the onlookers from Wang Xiu and others again, and in order not to make herself look more middle-class, she could only try to make a very natural and fearless appearance.

Everyone looked at her momentum, but they didn't feel weird anymore and accepted her way of dressing.

Yan Ailuo also took the opportunity to tell people that they are a free company, and they can choose one or two days a month to do free dress days. In other words, as long as it doesn't interfere with normal work, everyone can wear whatever they like when they go to work that day.

You can do COS or wear whatever you like, even in pajamas.

Shao Qingyu liked this proposal the most, and hurriedly said: "This is good, I see that many foreign-funded companies often hold such activities, which is more humane." ”

The employees didn't think it was okay, they just thought it was a joke and felt novel, but they didn't take it too seriously.

Yan Ailuo took the opportunity to say: "If this event is held well, a parent-child day can be held in the future." It is to bring children to work, one is to let the children see the hard work of their parents, and the other is to let the children know more about various occupations.

With understanding, you can understand whether you like this profession or not. In this way, it is also more conducive for children to choose their favorite careers in the future. ”

Everyone was more interested in this and began to discuss it in a whisper.

This is something that fits everyone's real life, and it's good for children, so everyone thinks it's a good proposition.

Yan Ailuo silently watched everyone discuss, occasionally interjected, and discussed and decided the matter.

After the meeting, seeing everyone's satisfied and happy looks, she also secretly wiped her sweat.

Diverted everyone's attention, and no one kept staring at her clothes anymore. She's still not stupid, she's still a clever ghost.