When Wen Ran put down his tools, he was able to gasp for breath.

Then, hand a small brush from the side.

"Thank you." Wen Ran nodded to Liang Zimo and thanked him.

Wen Ran took the small brush, first felt the softness and hardness of the bristles with his fingertips, and then lowered his head to clean the powder on the wax model after making sure it was usable.

Seeing that she was so cautious and experienced, Liang Zimo asked directly: "Have you studied jade carving?" ”

"I've learned a little bit of fur."

"It's not just fur, is it?"

Wen Ran held the hand of the small brush for a moment, and explained sideways: "It's really just a little fur, the other party is a very powerful" Yang School "jade carving master, but seeing that I have no talent, I won't teach, and then I studied it myself for a while, but nothing came of it." ”

She said lightly, smiled lightly, and told her disgusted past in an interesting way, generously and decently.

After speaking, he lowered his head and continued to carefully sweep the fine powder on the wax model.

Liang Zimo did not hesitate to praise: "I have seen many jade carvers who claim to be experienced, but the results are not as good as yours." ”

Wen Ran hooked the corners of his mouth: "Thank you." ”

Liang Zimo stopped talking, and when she was almost busy, she took the initiative to turn around the jade carving that had completed more than half of the jade carving in her hand: "Look at this." ”

The cubic spherical jade is hollowed out in the middle, and a Chinese building has begun to take shape.

Wen Ran's eyes widened, and he said that the 'Southern School' jade carving method was delicate and the skills were exquisite, and it was really better to see it after hearing it for a long time.

Wen Ran: "This is the southern carving technique, right?" ”

"Yes."

"It's not finished yet, but it's already majestic, you're amazing." Wen Ran paused, "But the jade selection seems to be... Inappropriate. ”

This jade is of medium and lower quality, and it is not worthy of this kind of carving.

"Because it's a practice." Liang Zimo said.

"Practice?" Wen Ran felt that it was an exaggeration, such a technique was just a practice.

But think about it another way, 'Carlisle' is not simple, it belongs to Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Liang Zimo diverted the topic: "You and Li Wan are in the same department?" ”

"Yes."

"If you are interested in jade carving, you can come more, usually my teacher will not come to the company, and I am quite bored alone."

"Aren't you afraid that I will steal your skills?"

"Are you sure you can steal from school?"

Liang Zimo didn't mean to tease, after all, this kind of handicraft can't be learned with your eyes.

In addition to talent, but also to guide, but also to practice...

Wen Ran pursed her lips and shook her head, laughing at herself: "I have self-knowledge." ”

"If you're interested, it's not impossible to teach you a thing or two."

"Really?"

Liang Zimo nodded, and led Wen Ran to look at a few works.

Although she had a good chat with Liang Zimo, Wen Ran still had something to do today, and she didn't forget it.

Wen Ran interrupted Liang Zimo: "Senior Brother Liang, I still have something to do today, I'll come and ask you for advice when I'm free." ”

Wen Ran held up the small ring wax model in his hand again: "And this, thank you." ”

"No thanks."

Wen Ran walked out of the office and subconsciously took out his mobile phone to check the time, it was already half past two, because it was not a special wax carving tool, it did take some time.

I don't know if Yan Wangshu has come.

The phone shows an unread WeChat, Wen Ran clicks on it to view.

Aiwei: [Ding Yao is looking for you, I said you went to the toilet.] 】

This message was about half an hour ago.

Wen Ran quickly went downstairs and went straight to Ding Yao's office, knocking on the door a few times but there was no answer.

A passing colleague reminded: "The meeting is gone." ”

Meeting?

Yan Wangshu is back? Is he in a meeting with Yan Wangshu?

Wen Ran thought about it, so he went to verify.

Qin Xiao was not in the office, only the secretary was there, the secretary told Wen Ran that Yan Wangshu was in the conference room, and Wen Ran asked the specific time of the meeting again, but the secretary refused to say more.

Wen Ran glanced at the ring on his hand twice, and then returned to his workstation.

The tree in front of the window, the most slender branches were pruned, and the birds came and flew away, changing wave after wave, flapping their wings and standing on the trunk, and the branches did not shake.

Ai Wei tapped Wen Ran with an electronic paintbrush: "Are you looking at the husband stone?" ”

What Wangfu Stone? She just kept an eye on whether Yan Wangshu had finished the meeting.

Wen Ran lowered his head and perfunctory: "Just take a look." ”

"Just take a look? You've been watching it on and off for an afternoon! Ivy revealed, "Those birds are so good-looking?" ”

Wen Ran was silent.

Ivy finished flirting and packed up her things: "I'm off work, I'll go first, see you next week." ”

Wen Ran made a 'bye-bye' gesture.

After Ivy left, Wen Ran lay on her desk, her eyes fixed on the birds pecking at each other.

Until dark, the birds are home.

It's a long meeting.

It wasn't until about nine o'clock in the evening that Wen Ran heard the sound of crisp high heels hitting the ground.

As soon as Ding Yao's figure appeared, Wen Ran stood up to show his presence.

Ding Yao was taken aback.

Wen Ran didn't expect Ding Yao to be frightened, so she apologized first: "Mona, did it scare you?" Excuse me. ”

Ding Yao was shocked and surprised: "Why haven't you gone home yet?" Overtime again? Pay attention to your body. ”

"It's not." Wen Ran threw out a little introduction, "I'll wait for Mr. Yan." ”

Ding Yao nodded knowingly: "He should be back to the office soon, you can go and have a look." ”

"Is that okay?"

"Of course you can, our Mr. Yan is very considerate of his subordinates." There was an inexplication in her tone.

Wen Ran was deeply skeptical of this sentence for an instant, but he still stood up with the tablet and wax model: "Then I'll take a look." ”

Ding Yao beckoned her and encouraged her: "Go quickly." ”

Wen Ran stood in the hallway and waited.

The moonlight was not good tonight, and it was obscured by a thin layer of clouds, imprinting a little outline.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Yan Wangshu and Qin Xiao came over.

Yan Wangshu was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and the shirt was pulled up to his elbows, and he was upright and capable, completely different from the flashy extravagance in the news a few days ago.

He noticed Wen Ran's figure, and glanced at it lightly, his eyebrows were furrowed, a little tired, and his mood was not very good.

Wen Ran thought, maybe because of the time difference, maybe because of the long-distance plane, maybe because of the long meeting.

Yan Wangshu stopped, looked at the paper document in Qin Xiao's hand, raised his hand and took out the pen on Qin Xiao's chest, unscrewed it, sketched a few times on the paper, and explained: "These, try to do it." ”

Qin Xiao nodded: "Understood." ”

Yan Wangshu gestured to Qin Xiao with his eyes, and Qin Xiao took the pen and went back to the office first.

Wen Ran nodded and greeted Qin Xiao, who was passing by by by mistake.

Then he trotted two steps and greeted with a smile: "Mr. Yan." ”

Yan Wangshu's gaze shifted from her smiling face to the tablet in her hand slowly: "Waiting for me?" ”

Wen Ran nodded: "Yes." ”

Every time she nodded, she had a kind of obedient temperament.

Yan Wangshu put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were deep and sharp: "I informed you in advance, I can give you half an hour." ”

Advance notice?

Wen Ran realized it later, so when he met Ding Yao in the bathroom at noon, was it Yan Wangshu's so-called advance notice?

Wen Ran thought of Ai Wei's WeChat again.

- Ivy: [Ding Yao looked for you, I said you went to the toilet.] 】

So, it's not Ding Yao looking for her, it's Yan Wangshu looking for her?

So, he's emphasizing now, is it she herself who missed it?

Wen Ran licked her lips and put on an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, I was in the toilet at the time." ”

As if hearing a joke, Yan Wangshu's chest shook slightly and sneered lightly.

When the second monk Wen Ranzhang was confused, Yan Wangshu bowed slightly and pulled in a little distance: "The toilet on the first floor is not satisfied, do you want to go to the third floor?" ”

His faint pupils narrowed slightly, and there was a smile, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

He really has a natural superiority attitude.

The aura is dominating and suppressive.

Wen Ran instantly felt that the corridor was cramped and narrow, she was stunned for two seconds, tilted her head slightly, and wondered: "How do you know that I went to the third floor?" ”

"I shouldn't know?" He asked rhetorically, his voice cold.

It was also at this time that Wen Ran discovered that Yan Wangshu had a vague arrogance on his body.

Wen Ran quickly adjusted, revealing a slightly flattering smile, and looked at him with crooked eyes: "Yes." ”

You're the boss, so you know everything.

Wen Ran saw that Yan Wangshu was indeed in a bad mental state, so he quickly took out the tablet to unlock it: "Mr. Yan, I want to show you my design." ”

Yan Wangshu bit his chin slightly, turned around, and left only a broad back: "I'll talk about it next week." ”

？？？

！！！

Wen Ran was stunned for two seconds, helpless against Yan Wangshu.

Who made him the boss?

Wen Ran went back to the office to pack his things and took a taxi home.

The road was a little congested, the car was parked in the traffic, and the car window could see the accumulation of sporadic taillights.

Wen Ran suddenly felt a little bored, but he didn't know where this feeling came from, anyway, it wasn't very pleasant.

Later, she thought that maybe she had made all the preparations and was ready to meet a result, but the bamboo basket was empty, and she had to wait for two more days.

Urgent.

Thinking like this, Wen Ran felt that she was in a bit of a hurry to deal with things, and she quickly adjusted her mentality.

Returning to 'Lanyu Feng' at about eleven o'clock in the evening, Wen Ran suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

She was afraid of missing Yan Wangshu at the time, so she didn't leave her workstation.

Wen Ran had been eating takeout for many days, and suddenly missed the oden at the convenience store next to the community.

She went to the convenience store and bought a few skewers of oden, sat down to eat them before going back.

After leaving the convenience store, because it was too late, there were no people around.

Wen Ran waited for the traffic light to cross the road, and just a few steps after he heard the roar of the motorcycle engine.

She didn't care, after all, there were always some people who ignored the traffic laws and drove indiscriminately.

Motorcycles sped by, more than one.

Suddenly braked again.

Sitting on the motorcycle, the man with the helmet turned his head, and his gaze was in the direction of Wen Ran.

Wen Ran immediately became vigilant and stopped.

Sure enough, the motorcycle turned a corner and came back.

Although Wen Ran didn't figure out the situation, she reacted quickly, turned around and walked in the direction of the convenience store, she was quite close to the convenience store.

She had a good premonition that the people on the motorcycle were coming at her.

The black motorcycle flicked its tail, blocking Wen Ran's way.

Wen Ran stepped back, and was blocked by other motorcycles.

Seven or eight motorcycles wrapped Wen Ran in a circle.

The man on the black motorcycle raised his hand to uncover his helmet, and said in a hooligan tone: "Beauty, do you remember your brother?" ”

With a swarthy square face, Wen Ran immediately recognized it despite cutting his head.

It was the taxi driver who was complained by her a few days ago and went to the police station.

It seems to be called Song Jianzhang.

Last time, Wen Ran put some cruel words at the door of the police station, and she was vigilant for a while, but she didn't see him appear again, and she thought she had bluffed him.

Wen Ran pinched his palm fiercely to keep his composure.

She looked at the convenience store in front of her, and thought that he would not dare to be too presumptuous.

Wen Ran said calmly: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Yo, do you see?" Song Jianzhang put down the helmet and said scoundrelly, "She remembers me." ”

"Brother Song, is this the beautiful woman you said complained about you?" One of them responded to him, his eyes glancing at Wen Ran.

Song Jianzhang smiled lewdly: "It's all said, it's a beautiful woman, her skin is white and watery, and she looks like a flower." ”

This kind of verbal teasing made Wen Ran disgusted, and she said straightly: "Of course I remember you, I said, if you appear in front of me again, I don't care if you mean it or not, I want you to regret it." ”

Song Jianzhang's lewd smile instantly stiffened.

According to common sense, the little girl was surrounded by such a group of people, and she had to be frightened and panicked.

It's really not common for her to be so calm.

Song Jianzhang is actually a wretch, he wants to have fun, but he is afraid that he will really get into trouble with something that he shouldn't mess with.

Another man on the motorcycle took off his helmet, he looked no more than twenty years old, his hair was naturally curled, and he chewed gum: "Brother, this girl has a bit of personality." ”

Song Jianzhang immediately came back to his senses, damn, it's not him alone, there are so many people, the sky has fallen high, besides, so many brothers, he can't lose face!

Song Jianzhang reopened the corners of his mouth and teased: "Tell me, how do you want to make me regret it, brother, listen." ”

Without waiting for Wen Ran to speak, Song Jianzhang propped up his waist and sneered: "Is it possible to call the police again?" ”

“......”

Song Jianzhang bent down on the locomotive and paused word by word: "Do you think the alarm is useful?" ”

The people next to him cooperated with the rogue whistle.