Passionate to know

It was only the second day after Jiang Yuyuan returned to China, and the news hit the newspapers, and there was a lot of wind and rain in the circle.But before the rumors spread, Jiang Yuyuan took the initiative to hold a press conference.

When the reception was broadcast live on TV, An Zhi and Tang Ling were selecting new brushed silver jewelry in the old silversmith's shop, and when they looked up, they saw Jiang Yuyuan's elegant and calm appearance on the screen of the desktop computer.

"Thanks to all journalists and friends for attending this reception despite their busy schedules. It is really an honor for me."

Jiang Yuyuan's tone was ups and downs, and it was a standard Beijing accent. It was not only stylish but also cadenced: "There are some important things to be done when I return to China this time. Here, I will answer the questions that everyone cares about."

"First, with regard to Yujing, my husband and I have handed over to Zhiyang, so we will support him wholeheartedly and believe in him. His achievements since he took over are obvious to all, so naturally I should not intervene;"

"Secondly, when I delivered Yujing, I once said that I would no longer make commercial design products for the market, and this sentence remains unchanged now;"

"Finally, it's about the reason for my return to China..." Speaking of this, Jiang Yuyuan had indescribable regret in his eyes: "As you all know, 'Fan Ling' is my earliest and most proud series of works, because 'Fan Ling' ', Yu Jing and I are honored to be grateful for your love. It is a pity that after completing the first six pieces, I don’t know whether it was my hard work or the exhaustion of my talents. Thinking of such a delay, it will be delayed for 11 years..."

Sighing, Jiang Yuyuan slowly stood up, his tone was extremely firm, rather than announcing, it was more like a promise: "I come back this time, hoping to prevent it from being incomplete. And I know very well, Just relying on me, an old man who is more than half a century old, can no longer fight alone like when I was young...Here, I am willing to publicly award the design of 'Fan Ling'. I welcome all talented people to join my team and create together This final work allows everyone to see the most perfect 'Fan Ling'!"

After speaking, he solemnly bowed to the camera, showing the master's humility.

Jiang Yuyuan has always been vocal, although the volume is not high but full of energy, most of them look like a strong woman or an artist.Today's rhetoric and attitude really impressed the reporters present and the audience in front of the TV for his frankness and ingenuity, and they applauded immediately and lasted for a long time.

The reception was very brief. After Jiang Yuyuan finished his statement, he left the camera with the cooperation of the security guards without further dealing with the reporters.

On the other side of the screen, An Zhi watched the whole thing without saying a word, and then turned off the TV.

Tang Ling rested her chin and said with emotion: "Oh, Aunt Jiang is really stubborn. This is nothing but old sesame seeds and rotten millet, and she still can't forget it...You art lovers are all late-stage masochistic cancer."

An Zhi looked at the silverware in his hand again: "Oh? Didn't she come on a whim?"

Tang Ling changed her hand and rested her chin: "How can that be? After Aunt Jiang left Yujing, she set up a small team, all of whom she hired were masters who could enter the Forbidden City to restore cultural relics. On the one hand, they specially created priceless collections for various countries. On the one hand, it is to make the last single product of Fanling."

An Zhi realized something: "No wonder she is willing to spend a lot of money to buy that kind of Diancui."

"That's right... Spending money to buy jewelry that can be seen but not worn, it's like I put on makeup and don't take selfies or go out. It's a huge waste of my beauty!"

An Zhi carefully looked at the lines on the silver ornaments, and said casually, "I don't know who can make Mrs. Song more attractive, and Yujing will be very lively next time."

Tang Ling put the things she liked into the bag one by one, "It's not so easy, Aunt Jiang is more strict in picking a man than a daughter-in-law, maybe even the ancestral home will be found out."

An Zhi frowned: "So cautious?"

Tang Ling spread out her hands and shrugged her shoulders: "Those who make designs are afraid of leaking... Well, it's like what happened to Hualing last time."

Suddenly Tang Ling's eyes flashed, and she pushed An Zhi with her elbow: "Hey, Baby An, why don't you try it? I'm very optimistic about you!"

"What are you thinking about?"

"Hey, don't I appreciate you~" Tang Ling's words were true, but they also had deep meanings.Although Song Zhiyang couldn't help being a shit-stirring stick from time to time when she was chasing An Zhi, but seeing the two of them working so hard, it was true that the emperor was not in a hurry to kill the eunuch.Tang Ling felt that if there were no assists, it would be too much for heaven.If An Zhi was pushed to Jiang Yuyuan, at least the two of them would have to look down and see each other every day.

As for feelings, you fall in love at first sight, then you fall in love again, and you get dizzy the third time.

As Tang Ling thought about it, her mind was filled with indescribable images.

An Zhi read her mind in a second and interrupted her lust: "I don't want to be dug up."

Tang Ling hated that iron could not be made into steel: "...the living shield Song Zhiyang is not for external use, so why not keep a warm bed?!"

An Zhi glanced at her, and asked lightly, "Have you tried?"

"..." Tang Ling couldn't restrain the violent spirit in her heart: "Anzhi... a person like you can live up to two episodes in a TV series!"

An Zhi replied extremely perfunctorily: "...Oh."

"...!"

……

After the press conference in Jiangyu Garden, Yujing was really bustling.There was an endless stream of self-recommendations and design copywriting, no matter if they wanted to gain fame or really have extraordinary talents, everyone wanted to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to squeeze into the big boat of Jiangyuyuan.

However, the great wheel of success does not come just as soon as it is said.

All the materials sent to Yujing will be screened layer by layer from the general designer to the chief designer, discarding the dross and extracting the essence, and finally submitting it to Jiang Yuyuan's studio.

Can those who can work in Yujing be mediocre?Therefore, most of the designs were killed in one round before they were dispatched, and the one that survived to An Zhi's hands was already one in a million, let alone others.

But even if it is so cruel, there are still people who are eager to try it with a fluke mentality, and thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge for a while.

……

"How is it? Is there anyone you like?"

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Song Zhiyang was in An Zhi's office.

An Zhi didn't want to drive him away, so he just let him go: "I don't even have the qualifications to make new products." The implication is that Jiang Yuyuan will not like it.

The answer seemed to be expected by Song Zhiyang: "Not soon, after all, it took 11 years." Then he looked up at his watch. During this time, Yujing's employees, including An Zhi, stayed up all night and worked overtime one after another. It seemed that he had to Talk to your mother, and put Fanling on hold for a while.

An Zhi put away the materials he had read by category and got ready to get off work.

"I……"

As soon as Song Zhiyang opened his mouth, An Zhi preempted him.

"I'll take the subway back."

... This little guy is getting more and more awkward.

But the road is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high.

Song Zhiyang didn't change his expression when he told a lie: "What a coincidence, I also take the subway."