The next day, Jiang Yansheng came to work.
As she walked in from the door, she inexplicably received a lot of encouraging and envious eyes along the way. She was puzzled and looked at herself in the full-length mirror in the corner.
The lipstick was not crooked, and the clothes were not on the wrong side out.
What was going on?
She pushed open the office door and was slightly shocked by the scene inside.
The assistant followed behind, panting heavily.
Seeing that Jiang Yansheng's movements suddenly stopped, she stammered, "Director Jiang, someone sent this directly to the company this morning. He said it was for you. I carried it all the way from the gate."
Jiang Yansheng patiently waited for her to finish the long string of words and asked, "Did he tell you who sent it?"
She had never thought that this day would come.
Ninety-nine roses were directly sent to the office.
The dark red color was as dazzling as a flame.
This method was really a bit of a cliché.
"He didn't say who sent it." The assistant blushed and pointed to the big bouquet of flowers on Jiang Yansheng's desk. "But the person who sent it said that there was a card inside."
Jiang Yansheng nodded thoughtfully and said, "Okay, you can go out first."
The office was not big, and when it was a little crowded, it was filled with the cool fragrance of flowers.
Jiang Yansheng took out the card. In fact, she had already guessed who sent it, but this person's purpose might not be pure.
The handwriting on the card was strong and sharp, and the handwriting was strong and sharp: I bought a hundred flowers, and there is one left. I will give it to you tonight.
Gu Yan.
Jiang Yansheng smiled, folded the card, opened the drawer, and put it in.
There was another document lying quietly in the drawer, which had been prepared a long time ago. It was the divorce agreement.
She closed the drawer and moved the flowers to the ground. She sprinkled some water on them, and pressed her phone to send a message to Gu Yan.
What did it mean?
Gu Yan replied quickly: Do you like it?
Jiang Yansheng: The flowers are very beautiful. How much is it? I will transfer it to you.
As she replied, she scrolled through the recent news and suddenly a few pieces of news popped up.
Gu Yan's marriage broke down, and the couple was suspected to be divorcing. They had been separated for many years.
The piano performance of the daughter of the Gu family ended perfectly in Province G, and she had returned to Jiang City recently. The flight was unknown, and the whereabouts were mysterious.
After reading the news, Jiang Yansheng's slightly bright eyes became dark again. She looked through the documents on the table for a while, but did not receive any news.
She smiled. No wonder that Gu Yan had the energy to follow her all day these days. It turned out that Gu Yiyi was not in Jiang City.
On the other end, Gu Ran's status was still being keyed in, so Jiang Yansheng decided to call him. She subconsciously grabbed a pen in her palm.
"Gu". Aren't you working? Why do you have time to call me? Do you miss me? "
"Gu Gu of Of Jiang of, there." She said.
"Jiang" There was of there, it. "Jiang, it," Jiang, of. of of., of of it..
Jiang Yan Sheng smiled lazily. "You're taking too long to reply to my message. It's a waste of my time. I wanted to call you to ask why you suddenly sent flowers today?"
"Mu Lianchen sent you flowers last time. Why can't I send you flowers?" Gu Yan said with a smile.
Jiang Yansheng looked down at the pen in her hand, which was spinning like a spinning top.
"It's boring to send this. It will die in a few days if you don't handle it well."
There should be no other benefits, except that it caused a little more attention.
Gu Yan's voice was far and near. "The signal here is not very good. I will text you later."
Jiang Yansheng was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Where are you?"
"With whom?"
Gu Yan seemed to smile, and his voice was soft. "I am in the company. Hurry up and work."
Jiang Yansheng didn't say anything. Before she hung up the phone, she heard a woman's delicate voice. She didn't hear what the woman said and hung up the phone.
The news flashed in her mind: Gu Yiyi is back.
She threw her phone on the table, opened the drawer, and looked at the heart-shaped folded card and a thick stack of divorce papers. She laughed at herself.
What did she think she was? Ridiculous.
She took out the card and tore it up and threw it into the trash can. She didn't gnash her teeth, nor did she feel angry. She just felt a little annoyed.
Was it because she had been alone for too long, and when others showed a little kindness, she was like a stupid beast waiting for people to pet her?
On the table were the proposals submitted by the design department and the comments from the client. Jiang Yansheng looked back and forth, and the annoyance in her heart grew stronger.
She followed up on B part when she was parachuted in, but she wasn't working on Apart. There was basically no problem with B this time, but the client had some opinions after looking at the progress of the two proposals.
They seemed to feel that she had the ability to make B, so why did she take out A before?
She had clearly passed A before, but now she was rejected.
However, she didn't have much information about A before. If she were to redo it, the time given by the other party was too short, so she wouldn't be able to make it in time.
Jiang Yansheng scratched his head in annoyance. Someone came in without knocking.
"Didn't I say to knock before coming in?" Jiang Yansheng looked up gloomily, and glared at the person who came in through the door.
She watched helplessly as An Di, who had a pair of bright, seductive, and deep eyes, seemed to be unable to see the way. As soon as she entered the door, she almost tripped over the bouquet at the door.
An Di let out an "aiyo". He supported himself against the wall with one hand and supported his waist with the other as he winked at Jiang Yansheng.
"Jiang, which gentleman gave this to you?"
Jiang Yansheng blocked his teasing with a deadpan face. He knocked the pen in his hand twice on the table. "You were alive and kicking when you came in this morning. Why did you start pretending to be old and weak as soon as you entered my office?"
"Close the door and walk over normally."
"Hey, Jiang, your makeup looks really good today." An Di closed the door with a smile and slid in in the blink of an eye. He put his hand on the table. "I want to discuss something with you …"
Jiang Yansheng didn't even look up. "No way."
An Di's face fell instantly. He knocked on the table impatiently. "I haven't said what it is yet!"
"It's definitely not a good thing for you to come to my office and flatter me."
She pulled the document in her hand out. "Move it. It's pressing down on something. How can it not be heavy?"
An Di was speechless. He obediently raised his elbow and smiled shyly.
"Who said it's not a good thing? It's not a big deal. I just want to ask for leave."
"Ask for leave?" Jiang Yansheng raised his voice a little. "Why do you want to ask for leave?"
An Di said, "A good friend abroad is coming to Jiang City. I have to pick him up."
He pointed a finger at Jiang Yansheng.
Jiang Yansheng glanced at him. "One day?"
An Di was a little embarrassed. "One week."
Jiang Yansheng rolled his eyes. "If you want to ask for leave, why don't you take maternity leave? You can take half a year off this way. How great is that? You can just lie at home and do nothing. "
An Di scratched his head. "Can I also ask for maternity leave?"
Jiang Yansheng's mocking mouth twitched violently. "…"
She raised the proposal in front of An Di with a cold expression. "Look at this."
An Di lifted his eyelids lazily.
"What's wrong? Did you not pass the plan that you said you would change? See, I told you, it's useless no matter how many times we change it. No matter what, Party A will call us back. What's the point of torturing ourselves like this? “
"My mentor in Milan told me that when designing a project, one should prepare three things. One is the simple first draft, the second is the revision, and the last is the final draft. Even if you think of something wonderful, you should keep it …"
Jiang Yansheng said, "Stop, stop, stop."
"Then I'm really sorry. The plan that I asked you to carefully revise has all been approved."
She patted the thin pieces of paper with great vigor, making a loud clattering sound. "This document is just right. It says that our Apart has been beaten back and needs to be redone."
"As for the time, it's exactly one week."
"An Di, tell me honestly, which ancestor sent you to torture me?"
An Di suddenly straightened his back and sat up straight. He shouted in disbelief, "What? Why was A beaten back? Didn't they already go through it? Aren't they playing with people? This is simply a violation of human rights. Aren't they going back on their words? "
Jiang Yansheng's cell phone suddenly rang while An Di was chattering. She frowned and answered it. The assistant timidly informed her that the board of directors was having a temporary meeting and everyone had to go to the top floor in ten minutes.
She stood up with her hands on the table and stuffed a few documents on the table into An Di's arms.
An Di threw the hot potato on the table. "Why did you give it to me?"
Jiang Yansheng pressed the documents for a while with an indisputable smile.
"It's a last-minute notice. I have to go to a meeting right away." She patted An Di's shoulder generously, causing An Di's body to tremble. "I have already told you the specific situation just now. You are responsible for explaining the details to the members who need to modify the content of A and let them try to modify the content of A according to the method of B that they just used. I want to see everyone working when I come back."
When she went out, she even made a cheering gesture to An Di. "It's not realistic to take a week off. I can still let you go one day."
"Are you still human?! You have to say this kind of thing yourself! "
The door slammed shut with a loud bang, shutting the wailing Andy inside as well.
…
Jiang Yansheng looked at her watch when she was in the elevator. There was just enough time.
The elevator stopped on the tenth floor with a ding, and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked in with elegant steps. He looked less than forty years old, and he wasn't young, but he showed the demeanor of an elite.
Jiang Yansheng only felt that this person was a little familiar, so she nodded slightly and stood a little inside.
Unexpectedly, the man suddenly reached out to her.
She looked up and the man smiled. "I have long heard of Director Jiang, but I have never seen you before."
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