"It's not that...it's just that the aura is very strong, and it makes people feel oppressive when they get close..." Yin Panpan said this and glanced at Li Yihan again, "But it's pretty good now.
At least it’s a little more approachable..."
She smiled and made a little gesture with her fingers, looking very cute.
Li Yihan's voice softened, "It seems I still have a lot of room for improvement."
"No, no, no, you are already perfect. You are very self-disciplined and motivated. You can control your work, rest and emotions very well. You can deal with it calmly no matter what problems you encounter... Many people in the group admire you.
I think you are perfect."
"Some people think that I am like a working machine, impersonal and boring."
"That's not the case. In my mind, you are a humble gentleman who sets an example, a boss with clear rewards and punishments, and a maniac who dotes on his sister..."
A doting sister?
"Anyway, I think you are quite nice and gentle."
Li Yihan has never been praised like this by a girl to his face since he was a child. When he was in school, girls only had one word to comment on him - handsome.
After work, everyone only thinks of him——Yan.
And Yin Panpan was the first person to praise him endlessly in every aspect.
Li Yihan's eyes softened, "Just rest, I'll call you when the time comes."
"good."
Although Yin Panpan also wanted to rest, her boss was sitting in front of her reading documents, which still made her feel a certain amount of pressure...
She closed her eyes, and the scene of the competition reappeared in her mind. What a pity, the butterfly was not knotted, and the upper body was not modified...
After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Li Yihan, "Mr. Li, can you lend me a pen and paper?"
She is now on an intravenous drip and on someone else's plane...
"Okay, I'll get it." Li Yihan stood up and quickly found paper and pen for her.
A lot of inspiration came to Yin Panpan's mind, and she drew several styles of skirts on the paper. They also had butterfly skirts, but the designs of the upper body were completely different.
Li Yihan looked at the way she was working hard on her drawings, and thought of her holding an oil-paper umbrella on the stage today, slowly walking out from the background of a small bridge and flowing water, looking into the distance...
With a retro hairstyle, a slender figure, and a well-tailored red cheongsam, she has an oriental atmosphere and carries the unique nobility and elegance of oriental women...
"Mr. Li, what do you think?" Yin Panpan called softly a few times, and the hand without the intravenous drip was still waving in front of Li Yihan's eyes, "Mr. Li? Did you hear me?"
Only then did Li Yihan come back to his senses.
In just a few minutes, Yin Panpan had already drawn seven or eight styles.
Li Yihan took over the work, but he didn't expect that every dress has its own uniqueness.
"Is it okay?" Yin Panpan held her breath, waiting for her boss's evaluation.
Li Yihan nodded, "Not bad."
"real?"
"You will become the next Qingyan."
Such a high rating??
These words came from the mouth of Qingyan’s own brother...
Yin Panpan was surprised, but even more excited...
"Under your leadership, the group will definitely get better and better." Li Yihan returned the drawing to her.
Yin Panpan didn't know how she took these pages. She only knew that the affirmation from her boss made her inexplicably happy.
After a while, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Li Yihan looked at the girl in front of him and remembered that time in the office when she stepped on the hem of her split skirt, slipped and fell into his arms again and again.
.....
At that time, the girl's face was as red as a ripe apple, and she almost burst into tears. Especially at the end, the skirt fell apart. Although he took off his suit jacket in time to save her, the girl was still so embarrassed that she rushed out of the door.
....
That look is very cute.
I don't know how long it took, but Yin Panpan could feel a thin blanket gently covering her body. It must be that Li Yihan was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he specially found a thin blanket to cover her.
Yin Panpan didn't dare to open her eyes, but her breathing became tense.