Yu Qingji walked into the elevator with a blushing face. She reached out and pressed her cheek, feeling a hot feeling in her palm. After patting it gently for a few times, she moved to the corner of the elevator uncomfortably.
Next to her, there were two other young women standing, one with waist-length hair and the other with neat short hair. At this time, they were talking quietly.
"Have you read the newspaper today? The news in it is really exciting." The short-haired woman asked with a surprised look on her face.
"What news? Don't you never read the news? Why did you change your gender today?"
"No, I'm talking about the entertainment version of the news. Don't you know, it's related to our company."
"What's the big deal? Our company is so famous, but nothing was reported that day." The long-haired woman didn't care much about her fingers, and there was a look of satisfaction on her face. She was obviously very satisfied with the nail art pattern she had just painted.
satisfy.
"Oh, that's not what I'm referring to." The short-haired woman frowned impatiently, then mysteriously approached the long-haired woman's ear and whispered, "It's about our president."
"What? You mean Mr. An is on the entertainment section? You read that right, it should be the financial section, right!" the long-haired woman screamed, which was deafening in the small elevator.
Feel.
Mr. An?
Could it be that she was talking about An Yuxi?
Yu Qingji looked at the two women next to him with some doubts, but because they were standing relatively far in front, Yu Qingji could only see the sign hanging on her chest, but he couldn't tell clearly whether she worked at Ofila.
In comparison, in addition to Ofila, there are several other companies in this building.
Maybe she felt Yu Qingji's gaze. The short-haired woman bumped the long-haired woman's hand with her hand, and then glanced at Yu Qingji. The long-haired woman then turned around and smiled apologetically at Yu Qingji. She was probably thinking about herself just now.
Sorry for the scream.
Yu Qingji smiled back, but there was a murmur in her heart. Because when the long-haired woman turned to face her, Yu Qingji had already clearly seen the brand on her chest. It belonged to Ofila.
So, that is to say, the Mr. An in her mouth is An Yuxi.
Just when Yu Qingji was muttering in his heart, on the other side, the short-haired woman had already begun to talk about the gossip news she had seen. "Let me tell you, I was shocked at the time and thought I had seen it wrong. I read it several times
After reading it over, I was sure that this person was our Mr. An."
"Stop being so pretentious and tell me what kind of tidbits it is."
"It's the scene of Mr. An and Xiao Mansha kissing. Oh my god, there's a whole page about this. If you haven't seen it, that scene is so shocking."
An Yuxi and Xiao Mansha... kissing... scene
Yu Qingji clenched his hands in discomfort, and the scene he saw in the garden last night flashed through his mind. It turned out that this scene was even published in the newspaper. Haha, I wonder if An Yuxi will be very happy after seeing it.
?
After the elevator was quiet for a while, the long-haired woman spoke. Apparently, she was also shaken by this gossip. "I said, this can't be false, right? That's Mr. Ai An! He's not
He never spreads scandals or makes them into newspapers easily? How could he let reporters publish such news?"
"Who knows, I guess it was a candid shot. But the picture is easy to figure out. I have seen it myself, and it doesn't look like it was synthesized. However, Xiao Mansha's figure is really incredible."
"She is a professional model, of course. When the elevator arrives, let's go out... But, do you think this newspaper will go bankrupt? How can Mr. An..."
The sound gradually became lower and then disappeared again.
The elevator was still rising slowly, but Yu Qingji's mood was sliding down rapidly. But before he had time to think about anything, the elevator had already made a 'ding' sound. Taking a deep breath, Yu Qingji felt psychologically uncomfortable.
The feeling was suppressed, and a decent smile appeared on her pretty face. After sorting out her emotions, she walked out of the elevator.
As soon as Lin Lei saw her coming, she immediately picked up a gift box on the table and handed it to Yu Qingji. "Director Yu, this is your express delivery."
"Mine?" Yu Qingji took the gift box doubtfully and her eyes fell on the signature on it. Suddenly, the smile on her face turned to joy. She nodded towards Lin Lei and walked to the office.
It turned out to be the gift box that Peipei remembered. It seemed that the figure he saw last night must be her. However, since he was back, why didn't he come directly to him? Instead, he bothered to use express delivery.
Yu Qingji opened the gift box while wondering. In the milky white box, a beautiful shell lay quietly. On the shell, several small rhinestones exuded a dazzling halo.
"It's so beautiful!" Yu Qingji picked up the shell and couldn't help but exclaimed. After looking at it for a while, she put the shell back into the box. After thinking about it, she decided to call Xuan Pei first and ask.
What the hell is she doing?
After opening his bag and taking out his mobile phone, the office door was knocked several times. Yu Qingji was startled and put the mobile phone back in his pocket.
"come in."
Xiao Ling walked in. "Director Yu, Mr. An held a temporary meeting and will be there soon."
Hold a meeting?
It seems to be about the press conference.
"Okay, I'll be up right away." Yu Qingji responded while starting to sort out some information.
Xiao Ling nodded with satisfaction, and then walked out of the office.
* *
In the spacious and bright conference room, several people were discussing enthusiastically about the upcoming press conference.
"The above is the idea of Anna and I, Mr. An, what do you think?" Ye Yaru slowly told An Yuxi her design concept, and then handed him the drawings they designed.
An Yuxi looked at the drawing in his hand carefully and listened carefully to Ye Yaru's words. His expression was serious and focused. "So, Director Yu, what do you think?" After thinking for a moment, he turned to Yu Qingji
asked.
Looking at his serious expression, Yu Qingji really couldn't put him together with the scoundrel before. When she saw An Yuxi, she couldn't help but think of the conversation and embrace between the two women in the elevator.
picture.
An Yuxi frowned and his tone became harsh. "Director Yu, what are you thinking about?"
This scolding made Yu Qingji suddenly come back to his senses. "I didn't think about anything." She said in a low voice.
"Tell me about your design." Seeing her aggrieved look, An Yuxi couldn't help but soften her voice.
Yu Qingji nodded and handed the information in his hand to An Yuxi. "I want to focus on black and white. Many designers are reluctant to use black in the summer. A large part of the reason is because black absorbs heat. But
In fact, how can people who have the strength to buy this brand go out often?"
After a pause, she continued. "My design this time is mainly neutral. I have done a survey and found that a large number of people like neutral clothing, especially in summer.
, What we need is not clothes that are too fancy or different from others. What we need is simple tailoring and elegant styles, but with high matching ability. It is often said to be versatile. "
Following her words, a smile slowly appeared on An Yuxi's face. Yu Qingji's idea was not far from what he thought, but what made him even more delighted was that the design drawing in his hand was very ordinary, but
It also has a gorgeous feeling. This is very close to the theme that Ofila has always used.
Ye Yaru looked at the expression on An Yuxi's face and smiled sadly. She knew that this time, she lost to Yu Qingji. Although she was a little sad, she was convinced.
"Congratulations, Director Yu." She raised her head and looked at Yu Qingji with clear eyes.
Yu Qingji was a little startled, and then smiled back. "Your design is great. Really."
An Yuxi watched the interaction between them with satisfaction and said: "Okay, I will leave this press conference to Director Yu. As for the autumn and winter ones, I hope you two can cooperate. I believe it will be more
Wonderful."
His words shocked Yu Qingji and Ye Yaru at the same time.
"The two of us together?" Ye Yaru asked in disbelief. In the past, a press conference was owned by one chief designer. But now An Yuxi clearly wants both of them to serve as chief designers at the same time. This
This is the first of its kind in Ofila.
"That's right! I'm working on a cooperation project, so the next autumn and winter conference is very important. If successful, Ofila will reach a higher level." An Yuxi said vaguely.
Yu Qingji and Ye Yaru looked at each other, and then stretched out their hands at the same time.
"Happy cooperation!" The two held hands together and said with a smile.
An Yuxi packed up the design drawings in his hands, and then handed them back to the two of them respectively. When handing them to Yu Qingji, he suddenly smiled evilly.
"Director Yu, I just took a brief look at the contract. It's not a big problem. You can come and get it later. I've already signed it."
"Yes, it's Mr. An." Yu Qingji lowered her head and replied. But even with her head lowered, she could still feel An Yuxi's teasing smile and Ye Yaru's suspicious eyes.
"Well, let's end the meeting here. Director Yu, do your best." An Yuxi reached out and patted Yu Qingji's shoulder, then walked away.
In Ye Yaru's eyes, this move was just a normal move by her boss to encourage her subordinates. Therefore, she smiled at Yu Qingji and walked out of the office.
But in the eyes of the guilty Yu Qingji, her smile turned into a smile that understood everything. After sighing heavily, she took the information and walked out of the conference room with her head lowered.
After coming out of the conference room, she hit a wall within a few steps. "Han Shuwen?" Yu Qingji raised her head and looked at the person in front of her in surprise. She was not surprised because she bumped into him, but because of the expression on Han Shuwen's face.