I become a fan of all people by fortune-telling

Tang Yan adapted quickly to her internship life.

Because he is an intern, everyone usually assigns him some simple tasks, and he is happy to relax.

In fact, since Tang Yan was unable to draw with his left hand, he was not interested in most things, and even working was just to make money.

However, Tang Yan is an artistic genius after all, and his talent is still there. Sometimes he draws a sketch casually. Although the lines are messy, the layout and typesetting can still make colleagues feel bright.

He had just finished his work that day, and secretly turned on the video software to watch the BBC's art documentary. You Xiao, who was next to him, suddenly came over and asked Tang Yan in a low voice, "Xiao Tang, do you have a date?" with a shy expression on his face.

Tang Yan pressed the pause button, took off the earphones, and said flatly, "No."

In his 23 years of life, he devoted almost all his energy to painting, and he had no time or thought to fall in love, although the love letters and chocolates he received were about as high as a hill.

"Really?" You Xiao's eyes lit up, "Is it true that your handsome boys are very demanding?"

Tang Yan looked at her with some puzzlement.

"Our President Xu is so-so-handsome, and he's a single rich man." You Xiao's expression gradually became ecstatic, "He just fired his former assistant last week, and many people are rushing to apply for the position of assistant."

Tang Yan became more confused and asked, "The assistant is not a girlfriend, why is the competition so fierce?"

"At first glance, you are a straight man of steel." You Xiao rolled his eyes, "President and assistant will definitely fall in love for a long time in idol dramas. As long as you become an assistant, it is not easy to sit in the position of Mrs. Xu? "

Tang Yan shook his head, not quite understanding the thinking of the female colleague in front of him.

The two were chatting, and a voice from the side interrupted their chat:

"New here, team leader Shan has something to go out, he asked me to hand over this plan to you."

Tang Yan raised his head, and a boy less than 1.7 meters tall was standing at the station opposite him. He was unattractive, with a trace of contempt in his eyes.

The boy's name is Qin Mo. Tang Yan learned from his colleagues in the past few days that Qin Mo is the person with the strongest design ability in the group, and he is very arrogant.And everyone in the group knew that Qin Mo had a crush on You Xiao.

Tang Yan took the things Qin Mo gave him and took a look. The content was a logo plan for a snack business named "Four Little Pigs".

"It seems that Team Leader Shan values ​​you very much," You Xiao leaned over and took a look, "I asked you to design the logo when I first came here."

Qin Mo stared at Tang Yan for a few seconds and said, "Leave it to me before you get off work."

It is 04:30 in the afternoon, and there is still half an hour before get off work. Although Tang Yan is not very proficient in various design software, it is still no problem to design a logo.

Just when he was about to nod, Qin Mo suddenly said: "The shopkeeper said they hope it will be hand-painted, so remember to draw with a digital board."

Tang Yan was slightly taken aback, and suddenly said helplessly: "But there is only half an hour left, before I get off work..."

"Aren't you a top student at Yunda University?" Qin Mo interrupted him with a mocking smile, "After all, we don't rely on our looks for a living, right?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have let out a bad breath, leaving a sentence "Send me an email after the painting is finished" and left.

Tang Yan frowned slightly, not wanting to work overtime on the first day at the company, so he quickly plugged in the digital board, opened the software and started designing the logo.

You Xiao comforted: "Just get used to it, that's how Qin Mo is..."

Tang Yan nodded casually.

When designing the logo, Tang Yan suddenly remembered the feeling of painting in the studio. Although he has changed his hand to hold the brush now, there is no sense of ceremony, but he is still immersed in the world of painting.

Tang Yan drew four little pigs in the logo.I don’t know if it’s because of thinking about the time when I was in the studio. When Tang Yan painted the last one, his style unconsciously became artistic, making it look a little sad.

Although Tang Yan's right hand is not as proficient as his left hand, he draws very fast when he is devoted to creation. He just finished coloring the last little pig in the logo 3 minutes before he got off work.

Tang Yan sent the finished work to Qin Mo's mailbox, and then left work on time.

After get off work, Tang Yan received a message from his roommate Gu Yao: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Tang Yan walked to the door of the elevator, lowered his head to reply to the message, and there was a group of people waiting for the elevator with him.

There were two elevators in front of them, both coming down from upstairs.When the door of one of the elevators opened, the colleagues standing in front of Tang Yan fell silent at the same time, and then ran to the next elevator as if they had seen a ghost.

Xu Jiuyan has been inquiring about the author of Jiang Antu for the past two days, and has sent messages to many bigwigs in the art circle, but no one knows.In addition, the company's performance is not optimistic, and it is very busy every day.

Half an hour ago, he received a message from his grandfather asking him to go back to his home for dinner.

When Xu Jiuyan thought of his disgusting stepmother and younger brother, and the grandfather who asked him to see the fortune teller every day, he panicked.

After the elevator opened, the other employees ran away in fright when they saw his livid face.

Tang Yan, who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, didn't notice anything unusual, and walked into the elevator with his head down.

Xu Jiuyan frowned slightly, thinking who was so ignorant, the next second he saw the other person's face, he was slightly startled, his eyes flashed with surprise——

It's the magic stick who pretends to be a ghost!

The elevator door slowly closed.

Only then did Tang Yan realize that there were only two people in the elevator.

He scratched his head in confusion, subconsciously looked at the man beside him, and met a pair of cold eyes in the next second.

Tang Yan froze for two seconds, then slowly widened his eyes, feeling incredible——

Is it the poor office worker who is frustrated in the workplace?

The air condenses for a few seconds.

The other party stared at Tang Yan coldly for a while, frowned slightly, and sneered, "Why are you here?"

Tang Yan looked at the uneasy expression on the man's face and the furrowed brows, and thought to himself, it seems that this guy's workplace is really not going well, and he looks sad every day.

Thinking of this, Tang Yan showed a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

Xu Jiuyan looked at the slightly sympathetic eyes of the god stick, feeling baffled, feeling more and more upset, and asked in a cold voice: "Why, fortune-telling has come to my company?"

"I'm a new employee," Tang Yan put away his phone, with a little comfort in his tone, "We will be colleagues from now on."

A hint of surprise appeared in Xu Jiuyan's eyes.

colleague?Does this guy know what he's talking about?

Later, he realized a more serious problem - Yuntu Company actually recruited a magic stick!

Xu Jiuyan asked with a dark face, "Which department are you from?"

"I'm from the design department." Tang Yan replied with a smile, and there was a small mole next to the corner of her upturned lips, which was very eye-catching.

Xu Jiuyan was about to ask him how he got in, when Tang Yan suddenly said to him: "Although I don't know which department you are in, but the work is not easy, let's work hard together in the future." The consolation in his tone became more obvious .

At this moment, the elevator began to slow down and slowly reached the first floor.

With a cold face, Xu Jiuyan asked in an unclear mood, "What are you talking about?"

Before opening the door, Tang Yan glanced at Xu Jiuyan and said, "I mean, don't frown because of work, you can paddle occasionally, anyway, no one cares."

After he finished speaking, the elevator door just opened, and he walked out with casual steps, and sighed, "I can finally go."

Xu Jiuyan looked at Tang Yan's back, and his cold eyes were full of surprise at this moment—this new magician actually told him that work can be done in water? !

The elevator reaches the underground parking garage.

As Xu Jiuyan walked towards the car, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the human resources director, asking him for the information of the newcomer in the design department.

The human resources director asked: "The design department has a lot of newcomers recently, do you want all of them or someone's?"

"I want a boy." Xu Jiuyan sat in the sports car with deep eyes.

The human resources director was stunned for a moment, then asked again: "Do you... know your name?"

"I don't know." Xu Jiuyan said calmly.

"Then do you know what he looks like?"

Xu Jiuyan carefully recalled the person's appearance, and slowly said: "He is tall, with long legs, curly hair, and extremely white skin..."

Speaking of this, Xu Jiuyan found that he seemed to be praising the magic stick, frowned immediately, and said in a different tone: "I don't know how you recruit such people!" After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Inexplicably, the human resources director who was beaten up was holding the phone in a daze—is Mr. Xu praising this newcomer or scolding this newcomer?

Of course, Tang Yan didn't know that he was being watched by the president of the company, and he walked slowly towards the subway station in the sunset, just like countless office workers who work from [-] to [-], but he looked much younger than them.

He had just walked near the subway station when a conversation caught his attention.

"Young man, I see your face... Is your life not going well recently?"

"how do you know?!"

"Your career line is a bit bifurcated, which means that the rise in the workplace is slow."

Tang Yan looked over casually, and saw a thin, dark middle-aged man holding the hand of a man in a suit, muttering something.

Tang Yan saw too many magic sticks, so he didn't intend to take it seriously, but he suddenly found that the man in the suit looked familiar.

Taking a closer look, Tang Yan found that the person was actually Shan Yang, the leader of Team B of the Design Department, the one who reminded You Xiao not to look at the constellations during working hours a few days ago.

"Have you been in the company for a few years?"

"Yes……"

"Your family expects a lot from you, right?"

"That's right..."

The black man said: "How about this, you leave me a contact information, we will be considered destined to meet once, I will give you a discount, it is 800 for luck, 400 for peach blossom, no money if you don't know."

Shan Yang was stupefied for a moment, and was about to take out his mobile phone when a clean voice came:

"Master, do the math for me."

The man in black looked to the side, and saw a fair and good-looking young man carrying a black messenger bag, walking lazily towards them, with a faint smile in his black eyes.

Seeing that another fish took the bait, the black man suppressed his joy and said to Tang Yan: "Handsome guy, I will count it for you later, I will count it for this gentleman first."

"Then how about this?" Tang Yan walked straight in front of the dark man, and the light mole on the corner of Yang's lips looked eye-catching, "I'll calculate your luck for you, and I won't charge you money."

Hearing this, the black man's face darkened, realizing that the kid in front of him was looking for trouble, he frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Have you graduated from school, and you still want to tell my fortune."

Shan Yang at the side saw Tang Yan, slowly widened his eyes, and asked in surprise, "Xiao Tang? You...can tell fortunes?"

In Shan Yang's impression, Tang Yan has a good image in the design department. He speaks softly and politely on weekdays. He seems to be a rare talent in a prestigious school, and he has nothing to do with feudal superstition.

Obviously, like the black man, he didn't believe that Tang Yan could tell fortunes at all.