C12

The next morning, because Nanfeng Haozhe came to the company to receive an urgent mail from the United States Headquarters, he came to the company at 7 o'clock in the morning.

"Yes." Is today my earliest day? "

Nanfeng Haozhe rolled down the window and allowed the cold wind to blow into the car, before pouring into his body through the neck of his wine-red shirt. His unruly hair stood on top of his head.

The focused Han Yao would outline a few strokes from time to time, and occasionally would raise her head to stretch, yawn, and drink some water. After a while, she lowered her head and continued to hook and draw.

A normal employee, who was only a low-level designer, could actually have that much passion and passion for the boring blueprints. Looking at her, Nanfeng Haozhe couldn't help but feel energy surging through his body, as if he was on stimulants.

He quickly turned on his computer and checked the email at the main office. After roughly glancing at the work schedule for the day, he leaned back in his office chair. He raised his wrist watch and saw that it was 7: 30. There was still half an hour before work time. The entire floor was still quiet.

Nanfeng Haozhe pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath. Then, he called Design Department's office out of curiosity.

Han Yao, who was drawing a design, was suddenly startled when her office phone rang. Trembling, she quickly scanned the office. She was the only one there.

Helplessly, she picked up the phone and tremblingly answered: "Hello?"

"It's me. Have you had breakfast?"

Han Yao was surprised, how could it be the CEO's voice? Furthermore, how did he know that he was here so early in the morning? When she called, she asked if she had had breakfast.

"Can't you hear me?"

"Ahh …" Han Yao's reaction was slow as she replied: I've already eaten. CEO, may I ask what business you have with me?

Her polite and distant tone made Nanfeng Haozhe especially uncomfortable. He simply supported his forehead and changed the topic: "I want to ask you, do you have time after work today? If you have time, let's go to welfare home together. I have a friend who brought some imported medicine from overseas, I want to send it to Ah Xu. "

There was medicine for Ah Xu?

Han Yao replied excitedly: "Okay, okay, I have time."

"Alright, it's a deal then. We'll go together after work."

A "du du" sound came from the other side of the phone. Han Yao looked at the microphone, clasped her hands, and muttered a few words of prayer for Ah Xu's health. Then, she turned around and started to draw her Design Draft.

Tired of the painting, she nibbled at the bread.

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at the serious Han Yao. She was just chewing on her dry bread and drawing the blueprint, yet she was actually this happy. When he thought about how he thought of her before, and how he misunderstood that she was a vain woman who wanted to cling on to him, he felt that he was wrong.

… ….

On a sultry day, the sun shone through the glass, the air-conditioning blew dry wind, and the sweat ran from his face. The already restless weather, in addition to the tense atmosphere in the office, made everyone stick their heads down and paint. It was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

"Han Yao, has your new plan been drawn yet?"

Sister Zhou paced around the office anxiously. She had one hand on her forehead and was nervously fanning her hands. It was obvious that she was getting impatient.

Han Yao wiped the sweat off her forehead, and quickly took the painting to find Sister Zhou. Sister Zhou looked at it, shook her head, sighed, and helplessly said: "Han Yao, your thoughts have been set, what I want is innovation, innovation, do you understand? The one you gave me is too traditional, too simple, without any novelty. Redraw! "

"Alright!"

Han Yao pursed her lips, took back the Design Draft, laid on the table, picked up the cup, and drank a mouthful of water. Water trickled from the corner of her mouth down her neck, soaking her white shirt.

"Han Yao, don't mind her. Sister Zhou was just too nervous so she spoke a bit too seriously."

May turned the chair around and patted on Han Yao's shoulder to comfort her.

Han Yao shook her head and sighed, she reorganized her aura and emotions, then readied herself and clenched her fists: "En, I know, let's work hard together!"

On the other side of the office.

Shan Shan picked up Fang Qiong's drawing, took a glance at it, and smashed it on the table with a "pa" sound. She shouted furiously, "You have followed me for so many years, are you an idiot? I'm a pig head, and you're also a pig head. You've been in Ytin for so many years, yet you can't even draw a Design Draft. "Take it, if I'm not satisfied with the painting today, you can forget about getting off work!"

Jiu'er looked at the ferocious looking, terrifying voice and the Fang Qiong who was trembling in fear. She didn't dare to make a sound. She lowered her head even further and started to paint with even greater concentration.

"Let me tell you, Fang Qiong, Jiu'er, you two are old people. If you guys can't even catch up to a rookie, you two are already old people. "Then you guys might as well learn from others and use some special methods to seduce the CEO, so that you don't have to waste your time on impersonating her."

Shan Shan's words was obviously referring to the Sang Huai Huai, and everyone in the office knew that she was here for Han Yao. Han Yao suddenly stood up from her chair and shouted towards Shan Shan: "Who are you talking about?"

May quickly pulled on Han Yao's sleeves and patted her shoulder, blocking her view and signalling her to stop talking.

"Who I said, who knows. Besides, some people don't dare to do such things. "

Shan Shan's provocative words made Han Yao even more unhappy. She was originally a better person, but after hearing someone brazenly frame her like that, she could not take it anymore.

"Shan Shan, if you have something to say, just say it, don't always be so against me."

Shan Shan didn't think that Han Yao would still dare to talk back to her. She grabbed a small cushion on the table in anger and threw it towards Han Yao.

"Han Yao!"

Sister Zhou suddenly barged in, sternly scolding Han Yao, and then said to her with a cold face, "Come out for a moment!"

Shan Shan pouted proudly and said coldly, "You overestimate yourself!"