During the lunch break, the colleagues in the design department had an appointment again. The difference is that they actually invited Xu Yan today.
Xu Yan still refused. She knew that this group of people was not as simple as it seemed, and she didn't want to squeeze into a circle that didn't suit her.
She picked up the phone and ordered a takeaway, and ate at the desk alone.
"Hello." A voice full of magnetism came from behind, Xu Yan couldn't help but look back.
What caught my eye was a gentle and delicate face. Xu Yan stood up suddenly, took a piece of paper to wipe the corners of her mouth, and asked, "You are?"
"Hello, my name is Leng Bohan and I am a new designer." He politely stretched out his hand to greet her, with a polite smile on his face.
Xu Yan feels that this person is quite easy-going, and looks very polite and educated, which is a far cry from Yan Wen.
Everyone is a new official with three fires, but the one in front of him is a newcomer and too easy-going.
She smiled and shook hands with him, and introduced: "My name is Xu Wanyan, and I am a new secretary. I am glad to meet you."
Looking carefully at the man in front of him, he is dressed very homely. He looks like he is about 30 years old, and he looks pretty good, showing a mature and steady state between his gestures.
Xu Yan didn't expect that Yan Wen's position would be replaced so soon. This is not like a simple expulsion at all, but a bit like a long-planned persecution.
It seems that Mu Nanfeng had planned in his heart to let Yan Wen leave Chenxing.
While thinking, Leng Bohan saw that her hand had not been taken from his palm, and he whispered softly: "Secretary Xu?"
"Huh?" Xu Yan came back to her senses and found that she was still holding her hand, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I just lost my mind."
"What do you think so seriously? Is it because I look like someone you know? Or am I too scared to scare you?"
Leng Bohan asked delicately, with a little joke in his words.
"No, no!" Xu Yan smiled and waved his hand, and said, "This is the first time I saw a male designer, and I was a little surprised."
Leng Bohan smiled and said: "In fact, there are many male designers in China, but they are not as talented as women, so they can only work hard the day after tomorrow."
Xu Yan felt that he was quite chatting with him, expressing her own point of view: "The natural talent is important, but the hard work of the day after tomorrow is not worse than the talent. For example, you have succeeded now."
Leng Bohan agreed with her very much, and Xu Yan's remarks directly hit his heart.
He has worked hard for ten years and has only now taken the position of chief designer. This is the most important step in his life and the best explanation he gave himself when he was 30 years old.
Leng Bohan looked at the petite person in front of him softly, and said meaningfully: "Thank you, you feel very special."
Xu Yan couldn't understand what he meant, only when he was complimenting herself, she pointed to the glass door and said, "By the way, that's your office. Would you like to see it?"
Leng Bohan glanced at the office, then turned to look at Xu Yan, and asked, "Can you take me to visit?"
Xu Yan was a little surprised. She didn't know the office very well, and it was not a scenic spot, so she wanted a tour guide to visit it?
But Bohan Leng will be her boss from now on, and she didn't seem to be good at rejecting it.
Xu Yan smiled politely: "Okay."
Leng Bohan followed Xu Yan to the office. The design of this floor was very commercial. He didn't feel much about it. He just treated it as an office area.
His focus was on the attic on the second floor, where the most important place was. He followed Xu Yan upstairs and scanned around, not too pleasing or disgusting to the surrounding display.
Designers still care about their own creative area. How a work will be presented to everyone is closely related to this.
He murmured: "The layout is good, but it may need to be redecorated."
Xu Yan turned her eyes to look at him, thinking that he is a person with her own ideas and opinions. She still admires him quite a bit. She smiled and agreed: "You should be familiar with Mr. Mu, right? Let him find someone to redecorate. NS!"
Leng Bohan heard the words, and an incredible color of surprise flashed in his eyes, and asked: "Why do you think I am very familiar with him?"
"I'm not stupid. Just as Yan Wen left with this front foot, you followed up with your back foot. If Mu Nanfeng hadn't arranged it a long time ago, he wouldn't be able to drive Yan Wen away in such a hurry."
Xu Yan rationally analyzed that she could not say that she was 100% familiar with Mu Nanfeng, but she still had the most basic understanding.
A person who can fight in the market for many years must be a person who is good at tactics and tricky.
Everyone Mu Nanfeng uses has his own uniqueness and can control everything.
But the only thing he can't control is the person next to his pillow, that is, Xu Yan himself.
Leng Bohan saw that she was very icy and smart, and couldn't help but develop a little admiration, and said with a smile: "You are very smart, you are gold."
Xu Yan joked, "Then I will try my best to shine under your hands."
Leng Bohan smiled and said, "Then I am very lucky."
Xu Yan felt that this man made him feel very comfortable and peaceful, and being able to work with such a person did not feel so tired and depressed.
She couldn't help sighing in her heart that the colors of these eighteen layers were finally about to be changed, and it was no longer a dark hell on earth.
Leng Bohan saw a large white wall area on the right with colorful ornaments.
He felt that hanging these things in such a good area was a bit wasteful, and a strange idea suddenly emerged in his mind.
He turned his eyes to look at Xu Yan, with some expectation in his dark blue eyes, and asked, "Secretary Xu, can you paint?"
Xu Yan was stunned for a moment.
She humbly replied: "I know some."
Leng Bohan was overjoyed when he heard the words, and sent a sincere invitation, "When the renovation here is finished, I would like to ask you to work together with me to make some artistic touches, so that this place can be a little bit artistic."
Xu Yan thinks that he is quite particular. In fact, every designer knows how to draw, and he has his own pursuit of art.
For example, people like Yan Wen pursue fashion and trends, while people like Leng Bohan pursue art and life.
Xu Yan is more willing to believe that only people who know how to live a good life can create works that conform to the public's aesthetics and resonance.
She is still very optimistic about Leng Bohan, and Leng Bohan and her style are also very compatible, they are more similar in temperament and everything, and get along very comfortable.
She didn't think too much, and immediately agreed to the invitation, "Okay, if you don't dislike it."
Like a spring breeze, Leng Bohan raised a bright smile on his delicate face, "Of course he will not dislike it."
He raised his wrist to check the time. The lunch break was almost over. It is estimated that his colleagues will be back soon.
He said to Xu Yan, "There may be a meeting later, I'll go and prepare first."
Xu Yan guessed that it was the meeting, she pushed the black glasses frame, smiled at Leng Bohan, and then turned back to her workstation.