Where did Mr. Yan get the design drawings? Why didn't he see the designer himself?
"The designer's name is yan."
"She was specially hired by me. She is good at grasping the young market, and the styles she designs also echo the aesthetics of young women." Yan Zhanduo introduced.
The others looked at each other.
I am curious about this designer named Yan, but I am also conflicted.
Those who are curious think this design is good, while those who are resistant are worried that this person will steal their jobs.
At this time, no one cared about Xiao Ziying standing out.
"Mr. Yan, I wonder if Yan will come to the company. Can we communicate and learn from each other?"
In foreign countries, exchange learning is very common.
Xiao Ziying thinks there is nothing wrong with her proposal.
In fact, she suspected that Yan was Yan Zhan himself.
I heard that Yan Zhan also minored in jewelry design when he was in college.
Coupled with his talent in stone gambling, the more Xiao Ziying thought about it, the more she felt that Yan Zhan was Yan, and she admired him even more.
Sure enough, only a man like Yan Zhan is worthy of her.
As for the fact that Yan Zhan's mind is not on her at all now, Xiao Ziying doesn't care either.
She is confident that she can conquer this outstanding man with her beauty and talent.
"No, it's not convenient for her to show up."
After Yan Zhan said this, everyone no longer dared to say that they wanted to see Yan himself, but they all speculated about the relationship between Yan and Yan Zhan.
If the president wants to promote this series of works, they can only agree.
After all, they currently cannot produce works that are more in line with the preferences of young people.
After Manshu sent the text message, she didn't care whether Yan Zhan responded or not. She just entered the restaurant, confirmed the box with the front desk, and led the twins in.
Yan Rulan was locked in the car alone and kept explaining to the person on the other end of the phone.
"Even if she lives in another place, her life will not be in danger and she will still be alive. Didn't you say that it would be okay to live?"
She didn't understand why the other party stopped her from doing this.
"I said, people must be safe. If you have the habit of selling your daughter, you might as well sell your own."
The person on the other end of the phone was firm.
Yan Rulan was startled.
"No, I didn't want to sell my daughter." The first thing she thought of was Long Qiqi.
Worried that the person on the other end of the phone would attack Long Qiqi, Yan Rulan quickly refused.
"Qiqi is still young, so don't try to take advantage of her. I know I was wrong, but I have already contacted them. Those traffickers are very vicious. If I break the appointment, will they take revenge?"
Yan Rulan hoped that the other party could help her relieve her worries, so that no one would find out about her in the future.
She cherishes her life and cannot tolerate any mistakes on her part.
She also knew that the Yan family was not easy to mess with, and if they found any clues, she would definitely get nothing good from her.
"This is not simple. Your youngest daughter is still young, but your eldest daughter is not young anymore."
The other party had no intention of solving Yan Rulan's trouble and gave her another option.
Yan Rulan's heart skipped a beat, eldest daughter?
"That child, how is that possible? She is my daughter after all. I gave birth to her and never raised her for a day. I owe her a lot."
It's not that Yan Rulan loves Yan Siyu, she is just greedy for the benefits that Yan Siyu can bring to her in the future.