Chapter Twenty-Three: Taught by Him
The moonlight was bright tonight, illuminating the ground brightly, and the shadows of the trees covered with it were in the shape of an umbrella, like elaborate paper cuts.
Wen Ran was wearing small thin heels, and his footsteps knocked on the ground messily.
Qin Xiao glanced back at Wen Ran vigilantly, leaned into Yan Wangshu's ear and said a few words.
Yan Wangshu didn't look back, nor did he slow down.
Wen Ran caught up and called out a little pant: "Mr. Yan." β
In the next second, Qin Xiao stretched out his hand to separate the two of them.
Wen Ran instantly understood that it was a distance that she could not overcome at the moment.
Even though they had been in the same car and table, she had been to his house.
However, it all happened with his permission.
Wen Ran automatically moved half a step to the side, politely keeping a distance and following: "Mr. Yan, excuse me." β
Yan Wangshu strode as if he hadn't heard it, looking ahead, his handsome side face was cold, and there were no emotional waves.
Qin Xiao: "If you have any questions, you can communicate with the department head first. β
Wen Ran glanced at Qin Xiao apologetically, and spoke again across that distance: "Mr. Yan, Miss Zhong's commercial project, I would like to ask you the reason for eliminating my work." β
Seeing that Yan Wangshu didn't respond, Wen Ran's tone was a little more eager: "Your opinion is very important to me. β
Still no response.
A black minivan had long been parked not far away, and the driver had opened the rear door and waited aside.
Yan Wangshu raised his feet and sat in, and just as Qin Xiao was about to close the car door, Wen Ran grabbed him.
Her fingers were long, and their tips were white because of the effort.
Qin Xiao subconsciously grabbed Wen Ran's arm and beware of her, but Wen Ran still didn't let go.
Wen Ran was in pain, looking at Qin Xiao, a pair of bright eyes looked helpless and pitiful in the dark night: "I know... I know ......"
Her lips trembled, slurping.
She knew that it was wrong for her to do this, and she knew that it was difficult for a strong man to do so.
But she just wanted to know the answer.
This answer is too important for her.
It is important that she should think carefully about which direction she should go in the future.
Wen Ran grabbed the car door, and his voice was so low that there was only a little breath left: "Mr. Yan, I sincerely ask you." β
Yan Wangshu looked sideways.
Her weak back was slightly bent, her wrist pinched on the car door was slender and fragile, her skin was as white as cold porcelain, her eyebrows were slightly twisted, and her slightly moist apricot eyelashes were long and dense.
The arm that Qin Xiao could hold with one hand, the tender flesh was slightly protruding after being squeezed hard.
But she didn't panic and flinch at all, looking at his eyes, very firm and persistent.
Yan Wangshu raised his eyes to look at Qin Xiao, he didn't even notice it, that glance was very warning.
Qin Xiao let go.
Yan Wangshu realized his reaction and lowered his head and sneered at himself.
Wen Ran couldn't figure out his attitude, so he could only calm his tone and make himself seem less rude: "Mr. Yan, I didn't want to hinder you, but ......"
Yan Wangshu raised her eyes, her eyes were secretive, and she interrupted her in a cold voice: "You have already hindered me." β
He is already delicate, coupled with his innate superior growth environment, there is a sense of daunting when he shows a detached look.
Wen Ran's hand loosened and apologized: "I'm sorry." β
But she still wanted to know: "Mr. Yan, your judgment is really important to me." β
Her voice trembled in the night.
Yan Wangshu felt like last time, his heart was scratched, he closed his eyes and swallowed his emotions: "I don't have time now." β
Wen Ran was stunned for a moment, realized that there was a turnaround, and pulled his lips and smiled: "Okay, then I'll wait for you?" β
Yan Wangshu didn't speak.
Wen Ran glanced at Qin Xiao with interest, and helped Yan Wangshu close the car door.
Then, he bowed his head very apologetically to Qin Xiao: "Excuse me, how long will it take?" β
Qin Xiao walked to the co-pilot's seat, perfunctory: "I don't know." β
Qin Xiao opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and the vehicle drove away under the dim street lamp.
Wen Ran walked towards the office building, the branches next to him were shaken by a gust of wind, Wen Ran subconsciously hugged his arm, and then found that there was some pain in the palm of his hand.
She looked down and saw that the blister on her right hand had been punctured by the scalds, and she thought it was broken by the excited car door just now.
But it doesn't matter, as long as you can get the answer.
Wen Ran tilted his head slightly, took a deep breath, and felt that the tiger's mouth was not too painful.
Wen Ran returned to the office, and the blinding white cold light was even more silent.
She finished all the menial work in her hands and wanted to draw the drawing, but she had something on her mind and couldn't concentrate, so she put the brush down.
I have nothing to do, and I will be sleepy after a while.
Wen Ran stood up and walked around the office twice to refresh himself.
When she was sleepy, she got up and walked two more laps.
A patrolling security guard saw Wen Ran walking around the office and knocked on the door: "Why don't you go home yet?" β
Wen Ran probed: "I'll have to wait a little longer." β
The security guard advised her: "It's so late, let's wait until tomorrow to do something." β
Wen Ran: "I'll keep an eye on the time." β
The security guards did not persuade them further and continued to patrol.
Wen Ran looked at his phone, it was almost early in the morning, why hadn't Yan Wangshu come back yet?
Wen Ran pulled out a chair and sat down, and after sitting for a while, he was sleepy again.
This time, she was a little sleepy and couldn't open her eyes.
Wen Ran walked out of the office and subconsciously walked in the direction of Yan Wangshu's office.
She walked around to the window of the hallway, and put on her little face, as she had done before, and she really couldn't see anything from the outside.
As I was looking, there was the sound of footsteps in the hallway.
Wen Ran turned his head sideways and saw Yan Wangshu and Qin Xiao coming.
Wen Ran's eyebrows moved, and after reacting, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, and he greeted him: "Mr. Yan, I just happened, just came out." β
Yan Wangshu glanced at her, handed the things in his hand to Qin Xiao, and frowned: "Why are you still here?" β
Didn't you say wait and wait?
Looking at his expression, Wen Ran began to doubt himself.
"Didn't I say, wait for you?" Wen Ran responded in a low voice.
Yan Wangshu glanced at Qin Xiao unhappily.
Qin Xiao didn't expect such a sincere person, he just said perfunctorily, she didn't know that her boss would come back at the time, so if they didn't come back tonight, she wouldn't have to wait all night?
Yan Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief and arranged for Qin Xiao: "The meeting over there in the marketing department of country F will be arranged in five minutes. β
Qin Xiao immediately went to implement the arrangement.
Yan Wangshu turned around, raised his hand and pressed against the edge of the corridor platform, with a lazy posture: "I remember your work, 'Yuzhu', right?" β
"Yes."
"Wen Ran, what is the market value of that white ice jade, do you know?"
Wen Ran has some understanding of stone, and carefully analyzed: "The jadeite has uniform particle size, delicate texture, and ...... symmetry."
Before Wen Ran finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yan Wangshu's impatient raising of his hand: "I'm not here to listen to your analysis." β
β......β
Yan Wangshu raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist: "You still have four minutes." β
A chronic person like Wen Ran actually felt urgency in an instant, and his blood seemed to be hot: "Less than 50,000 yuan." β
Yan Wangshu: "Then I'll tell you now, its design fee is several times more expensive than that jadeite." β
Wen Ran tilted his head slightly, looked directly at him, pondering his words.
Yan Wangshu didn't have time to ink with her, and said bluntly: "So, your design was wrong from the beginning." β
With that, he turned and walked away.
In the beginning... Is it wrong?
Wen Ran felt his whole body stiffen, and after coming back to his senses, he followed: "The design is the icing on the cake, why is it wrong to set off the main stone?" If your aesthetic is fancy, then I really don't agree. β
Yan Wangshu bit his chin and turned around, his head slightly lowered, full of oppression: "So you want it to be a classic?" Spread? β
Wen Ran wanted to say, isn't that right? Good design should be passed on, not a flash in the pan.
But Wen Ran didn't dare to talk back, only biting his lip, waiting for his next words.
Yan Wangshu: "This jadeite itself is very cheap, what do you think about using an expensive design to set off the cheap center stone?" β
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Yan Wangshu said: "This cheap jadeite was given by the elders of the family when Miss Zhong was born, because of this reason, it was left behind, and it was asked to be redesigned, and it came to the design department of 'Carlisle', Miss Zhong is eighteen years old this year, and she loves extreme sports, heavy metal music, etc., have you ever understood these?" β
Wen Ran shook his head slowly.
Yan Wangshu looked at her bright eyes, and her tone did not have the slightest warmth:
"Do you think she'll love this classic style?"
"Or do you think she'll keep this cheap jadeite in its current design?"
"A designer, in addition to the most basic creative ability, professional ability, and aesthetic ability, should also understand the needs of customers and inject the soul needed by customers into their works."
His voice was cold, piercing Wen Ran's heart directly: "Wen Ran, you are not an artist, nor are you an independent designer, and in my place, you are not even a qualified designer." β
Wen Ran was trained to be silent, and lowered her eyelashes slightly.
Her figure was imprinted on the white wall by the light, a small piece.
Yan Wangshu felt that he was not suitable for reasoning with little girls, and he felt like a bully.
In the next second, Wen Ran bent down respectfully: "Thank you, I'll think about it." β
After speaking, Wen Ran turned around and left calmly.
Yan Wangshu calmed down the discomfort in his heart, raised his hand to look at his watch, and went back to the office.
Wen Ran didn't sleep all night, and his head was full of Yan Wangshu's lessons.
She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, after all, before, all she heard was 'Wen Ran, you are a very talented designer' and something like that, and Yan Wangshu refuted this statement.
Wen Ran thought about it, and suddenly felt a little shocked, shocked that a busy person like Yan Wangshu actually understood Miss Zhong's project so thoroughly for this evaluation, but she, as a designer, even ignored the needs of customers.
So he's right, she's really not a qualified designer.
The sky was slightly white, Wen Ran forgot to close the curtains last night, the sun broke through the clouds, and the pale yellow light instantly shone into the room, a piece of gold.
Wen Ran sat up from the bed, the thin quilt slipping to her waist.
She leaned sideways, blocking the light with her fingers, and smiled softly.
Thankfully, it wasn't too late for her to understand.
She knew that she still had time to make corrections, to correct them, and to become a qualified designer.
She already has a direction.
Wen Ran touched his mobile phone, opened the company's system and filled in an urgent leave application, then got up and closed the curtains to avoid light, went back to bed, and went to sleep.
It was already noon when she woke up again, Wen Ran bent up, washed up and took a taxi to the company.
She only took half a day off.
The sun was very hot at noon, and Wen Ran was hungry and thirsty when he arrived at the company.
She counted the time to go to the cafΓ© on the second floor first.
Because it was still during the lunch break, there was no one sitting in the cafΓ©, only a man and a woman standing in front of the counter.
It's Yan Wangshu and Ding Yao.
Ding Yao stood sideways, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and talked to Yan Wangshu in a very comfortable posture.
Wen Ran subconsciously wanted to quit the cafΓ©.
"Wen Ranβ" Ding Yao glanced at the door and called Wen Ran.
Wen Ran felt sos in his heart, but he had to walk in with a smile.
She greeted: "Mr. Yan, Mona, good afternoon." β
Ding Yao tilted his head: "Good afternoon, what do you want to drink?" β
Her familiar and enthusiastic words, Wen Ran had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, Ding Yao's next sentence was: "Mr. Yan is in for a treat." β
Wen Ran refused dutifully: "No need." β
After speaking, she raised her eyes to look at Yan Wangshu, and her gaze was directly met.
Yan Wangshu naturally shifted his gaze and looked at the bag on Wen Ran's shoulder.
Wen Ran wrapped his hand around, his soft palm pressed against the dark red leather, and the back of his hand was so white that even the blood vessels could be seen.
Wen Ran subconsciously explained: "I took a leave of absence, not absenteeism." β
Ding Yao was amused by Wen Ran's reaction, and said, "She did ask for leave, Mr. Yan, don't scare the employees of my department." β
"Scared?" Yan Wangshu looked at Wen Ran, and his tone was slower, "I think she's quite bold." β
Wen Ran pursed her lips, ignoring his words.
Ding Yao felt a strange atmosphere, and his eyes wandered between the two of them.
Yan Wangshu leaned back slightly and took the initiative to ask, "What do you want to drink?" β
Is this really a treat?
Wen Ran didn't want to have any extra communication with him, she looked away, looked at the menu at the counter seriously, and began to order: "Iced coffee... Chocolate bagels... Plain semi-cooked cheese, that's all, thank you. β
Ding Yao laughed directly and teased: "Mr. Yan, my subordinates let you break the bank." β
Wen Ran blushed, and realized that she was just asking her what she wanted to drink.
She didn't want to pay for it herself, so she finally forgot it.
Yan Wangshu and Ding Yao took the coffee first.
Ding Yao shook the coffee in his hand and greeted Wen Ran: "Let's go first." β
Wen Ran nodded: "Goodbye." β
Yan Wangshu took the lead in going out, slowing down and waiting for Ding Yao.
Ding Yao went up and gossiped: "You know each other? β
This understanding does not only refer to the understanding of work.
Yan Wangshu let out a "hmm".
Ding Yao's eyes widened, and she looked back at Wen Ran, who was waiting for dinner at the counter.
Yan Wangshu asked suddenly: "Why did she ask for leave?" β
Ding Yao remembered Wen Ran's reason for asking for leave, and smiled: "I said that I had insomnia last night, and it takes half a day to adjust." β
Yan Wangshu: "......"