Shen Yuan did not comment, but turned around and said the same thing: "Take care of your people and don't hurt Qianqian. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Bai Yiran looked at Shen Yuan helplessly and said, "What you said is really strange. What do you call my person? When did Vivian become my person? Doesn't everything in Huaxing belong to you, President Shen?"
Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows and spoke slowly.
"But haven't you always managed the design department? In this case, if the people below are disobedient, you will naturally be responsible.
"What kind of fallacy is this?"
Bai Yiran complained dissatisfiedly.
However, Shen Yuan didn't hear anything and walked straight out of the office door.
Suddenly turned around and said to him: "It's best to reduce the number of times Wen Ruoxuan goes to the design department during this period. If that doesn't work, let her work from home."
Before Bai Yiran could respond, Shen Yuan had already stepped onto the elevator going downstairs.
At this time, it was dark outside.
Lin Anqian was the only one left in the design department, busy at his workstation.
Seeing this scene, Shen Yuan's brows frowned unconsciously.
He walked into the office quickly and said to Lin Anqian who was immersed in work: "Why are you the only one here? Where are the others?"
Shen Yuan stayed in Bai Yiran's office for a long time, always thinking about how to deal with Vivian and Wen Ruoxuan, so he forgot to check the time.
Unexpectedly, it was already so late, so she immediately pushed Lin Anqian in the wheelchair and walked out the door.
Unexpectedly, Lin Anqian intervened at the right time.
"Wait a minute! I can't go back yet.
After hearing this, Shen Yuan frowned deeper.
"Why?"
Shen Yuan asked in confusion. At this time, the entire office was quiet except for him and Lin Anqian.
"Because I haven't processed the additional information assigned by Sister Vivian yet.
Hearing this, a trace of gloom flashed across Shen Yuan Qingjun's face.
He said to Lin Anqian: "Qianqian, we won't do it! It's simply impossible to organize so much information into categories in such a short time! Besides, your job is as a designer.
Where do we need to care about these non-technical things? The data is organized and managed by interns.
There is no need for you, the designer, to do it yourself. This is overkill and overqualified.
Shen Yuan said angrily. Unexpectedly, Lin Anqian shook her head after hearing this.
Then she looked at Shen Yuan with a puzzled look. She didn't seem to tell him that she was a designer.
How did he know? This office not only has designers, but also some novice interns.
Why does Shen Yuan know that he is a designer and not an intern?
Lin Anqian thought curiously, but for a moment she stopped thinking about it.
After all, there are only a few positions in this office, so maybe I guessed it right.
She didn't think much about it, but Shen Yuan started urging her.
"Qianqian, let's go back too."
"Wait a minute, I still have a lot of information to sort out.
Otherwise, you don't have to wait for me when you go back. "
With that said, Lin Anqian got busy again.
"How is this possible? How can you, a girl, go home alone so late? Besides..."
Shen Yuan stopped at the right time and did not say any more.
Lin Anqian understood what he meant and smiled brightly at him.
"It's okay, I can just go back by myself."
No matter how Shen Yuan persuaded Lin Anqian, she remained unmoved, so he had to sit next to her and sort out the pile of information as big as a hill together.
"I'll come with you."
Shen Yuan looked at Lin Anqian tenderly, and Lin Anqian was stunned.
I feel that this scene is extremely familiar, but I don’t know when it happened.
When she was in school, Lin Anqian was often ostracized by her classmates.
They always leave the task of wiping the blackboard and wiping the floor to Lin Anqian.
But it was extremely difficult for Lin Anqian to even walk upright, not to mention that he couldn't use a mop in a wheelchair.
She lay on the ground and wiped the floor with cotton cloth. She looked really embarrassed.
Every time there would be a boy who would clean the classroom with her very thoughtfully.
He always wiped the floor and blackboard quickly, leaving only the simple task of wiping the table to Lin Anqian.
There was a time when she actually had an unspeakable emotion for this boy.
But later, because her physical condition became worse and worse, she had to drop out of school and go home, and she never saw the boy again.
As time went by, she had forgotten what that person looked like.
I just remember that his eyes were beautiful, like twinkling stars in the sky.
"Qianqian, what's wrong with you? Why are you staring at me? Are you fascinated by my handsomeness?"
Shen Yuan asked jokingly.
Only then did she realize her gaffe and looked back embarrassedly.
Smiling awkwardly, "Sorry, I was distracted just now."
Shen Yuan also smiled brightly at her and said to her, "Has anyone told you that you look good when you are in a daze?"
"How do I look good when I look like this? Stop teasing me. If I look good like this, wouldn't all the girls in the world become stunning beauties?"
"But I don't like those stunning beauties, I just like..."
"what do you like?"
"I...it's nothing...let's pack it up quickly, otherwise we won't be able to go home."
"Well, let's do our best together."
In this way, the two of them kept busy until almost early in the morning, sorting out all the information.
As soon as he got home, Shen Yuan was so tired that he collapsed on the sofa and refused to move.
He secretly scolded these low-level employees for being too capable of bullying.
You know, even when you are busiest, you are not so tired.
Lin Anqian, who was on the side, entered the kitchen as soon as she entered the door.
After working for a long time, two steaming bowls of tomato and egg noodles were brought to the table.
"Come on, let's have something to eat. You've been busy all afternoon and haven't had dinner yet. Be careful of your stomach hurting again."
After hearing this, Shen Yuan suddenly felt a warm current pouring into his heart.
"I'm not that pretentious. Besides, didn't you eat too?"
"Okay, stop talking now and let's eat. The food will get cold later.
If you have a weak stomach, be careful. "
"What does it matter if I don't care? No one cares anyway."
As he spoke, a trace of sadness appeared on his face.
Lin Anqian was stunned as his unique melancholic temperament became more and more evident.
She had never thought that someone could perfectly combine brilliance and melancholy, two completely different temperaments.
Seeing his sad expression, Lin Anqian felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if it was blocked by cotton.
But I don’t know how to comfort him?
I had no choice but to say to him: "Do you only love yourself when others care about you? You don't care about yourself anymore, who do you expect to care about you? Although I don't know what you have been through? But I still hope you can take care of yourself. ."
Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard her words, and he said excitedly: "Then do you care?"
