Passionate to know

Listening to Song Zhiyang's words, An Zhi's beautiful brows were twisted.

Song Zhiyang looked at Anzhi's ten thousand-year-old iceberg face with some cracks, and found it very interesting.

"Oh, just kidding, it's really so reluctant...Then treat me to dinner, and wait for your foot injury to heal."

"Yeah." An Zhi deserved it this time.

Go all the way until the intersection of the main street where Anzhi's home is located.

"I'll send you on..."

"No need." An Zhi interrupted him, shaking his head coldly: "Really, no need."

"Okay." Song Zhiyang shrugged, but saw An Zhi looking at him suspiciously.

"what happened?"

"Didn't you say you want to talk about business?"

Only then did Song Zhiyang remember the lie he lied about going to the hospital to deceive this guy, and he couldn't help but hoarse.

"Well," Song Zhiyang suddenly showed a wicked expression, "It's off-duty time, are you right, An Zhi?"

An Zhi suddenly felt that his face was an eyesore, opened the door, got out of the car, said "goodbye", closed the door and left.

When An Zhi came to the company the next day, Director Chen had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Hey, Xiaoan is here." Director Chen changed his fierce expression two days ago, and suddenly became kind.

"Xiao An, I've seen the design you made. Well, it's very good, and it's awesome for future generations. In this way, you can modify it when you go back." Speaking of this, Director Chen looked a little serious, "We must seriously change it, this time the boss There is no way to get through there, and our whole group really has to go around."

"Okay." An Zhi still cherishes words like gold, but Director Chen feels relieved.

Turning around and returning to his seat, Hu Jiajia leaned over, "An Zhi An Zhi, look there---"

An Zhi looked in the direction Hu Jiajia was pointing at. That was Du Hai's position, which was already empty. Yujing's personnel department was always efficient.

An Zhi looked away, tapped the keyboard, and started working.

The top floor of Yujing, the CEO's office.

Xiao Yuzheng unceremoniously spoiled Song Zhiyang's newly bought red wine to comfort him the pain of being ridiculed by Tang Ling for being betrayed by Song Zhiyang these two days.

"Zhiyang, Zhiyang, I see through you, your confused girl's skin is covered with black water."

Song Zhiyang readily accepted: "That's a good description."

"I'm not complimenting you!" Xiao Yu frowned.

At this time, there was a sound of small footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

When Xiao Yu heard this, his face looked like he had chewed bitter melon, "Why is she here again?!"

Song Zhiyang asked: "Why didn't I know that you have also practiced the wind ear, and you can hear it?"

Xiao Yu snorted, his sword eyebrows twisted into high and low eyebrows, and he gritted his teeth

: "Except for Xiao Ling'er, who wears high heels like a timer!"

As soon as the words fell, the office door was opened with a slamming sound.

"Yo~ they're all here~" Tang Ling wore a bright red dress with suspenders, looking full of air, "Hey~ you're here, little prince Poyin~"

Xiao Yu gave a middle finger: "Do you think my ring looks good?" (#‵′) Convex

Tang Ling ignored him, and turned to Song Zhiyang: "Why, the new designer is interested in you?"

Song Zhiyang asked back: "How did you find him?"

"It's a coincidence~ There was originally a designer quota transferred from the branch office, so I went to check it out. He was not the one who was pushed up at the beginning, but I don't know why the original owner insisted on asking Xian to give it to him. You have tossed and tossed five times, even the Buddha, I have no patience, I will leave it to you to see if it is a donkey or a horse~"

Song Zhiyang leaned back in his chair: "Hmm, there is quite a story here."

After a few jingles, the landline rang, and Song Zhiyang pressed the speakerphone.

"President, Chen Dong, the head of the jewelry design department, and An Zhi, the designer, have requested a new proposal report. Is it convenient for you?"

"Let them come up." After hanging up the phone, Song Zhiyang issued an order to evict the two "drinking" people on the sofa: "You two, get out."

"Don't go!" Tang Ling twisted her neck, putting on a heroic look that would rather die than submit: "I want to take a good look at that An Zhi, because my house is full of poisonous herring gas now."

……

When An Zhi stepped into the office, he felt three eyes staring at him.

Rumors are on the back.

Director Chen respectfully handed over the new main design drawing, and then gestured for An Zhi to introduce it.

An Zhi nodded, and said: "The theme of this new product design is cracked porcelain, jewelry elements of ice-cracked porcelain, combined with silver-coated or inlaid techniques, and the main color is moon white. The pictures of the samples are in the appendix of the proposal. "

An Zhi's voice had no warmth, or in other words, it was close to a cup of cold water, which seemed too indifferent at ordinary times, but it seemed crisp and sweet when reporting work, as smooth as drinking a sip of clear spring.

Song Zhiyang looked at the design drawing. The moon-white porcelain pieces were of different sizes and connected together artistically. There was no more embellishment or polishing. It was simple and refined.

"Porcelain? Yu Jing has never been involved in this field before, and he doesn't have the technical talents. I'm afraid it's too late to start now." Song Zhiyang looked at An Zhi, hitting the nail on the head.

An Zhi has a clear expression: "There are ready-made ones."

"Ready-made?"

"There is a porcelain workshop in the eastern suburbs. Recently, the cash flow is running low. The technology and craftsmen are all complete. Now I can buy it at a low price, and it can be put into production immediately."

"Even if you buy them, they are all craftsmen who have not received professional training from Yujing. How do you guarantee the quality of what they make?"

"The youngest craftsmen are over [-] years old, and the things they make can be put on museum exhibitions to make them look like real ones."

"Yes, yes," Director Chen was overjoyed to see that Song Zhiyang didn't directly dismiss it as usual, "I went to see that workshop, and they are all masters of the older generation, and their kung fu is very beautiful. !"

Song Zhiyang closed the copy and said, "Then there's no problem, this is the new product for early summer. An Zhi, you will be the person in charge of the entire project."

"Okay." An Zhi's expression didn't even have the slightest bit of joy, it was still faint.

But Manager Chen is quite different. He swept away his previous gloomy face, and his whole face was instantly radiant. After a while, he realized the fact that Song Zhiyang affirmed, and said excitedly: "Okay, Mr. Song, I, We will definitely do it well! We will definitely do it well!"

"Let's start right away, time is running out." Song Zhiyang interrupted his enthusiasm.

So Chen Dong took An Zhi and left with gratitude.

"How is it? Have you seen enough?" Song Zhiyang squinted at Tang Ling.

"Oh, not bad," Tang Ling bit her fingers and giggled, "It's so beautiful that people can't close their legs."

Xiao Yu flicked Tang Ling's head: "Put away your meaty brains... That Anzhi, why does it make me feel eerie..."

Tang Ling gave Xiao Yu a white look: "This abstinence temperament is enough~"

Song Zhiyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are you here for a blind date?"

Tang Ling pretended to touch the corner of her mouth, and whispered to Song Zhiyang with malicious intentions: "What should I do, Boss Song, your staff made me move my index finger? I'm going to get lovesick~"

Song Zhiyang exposed her unceremoniously: "You have been among thousands of flowers, and you only picked nine thousand."

Tang Ling put on a good-natured look: "I have to think about her even if she is a beauty."