Ding Yao wore a light pink skirt that covered her hips today, and she looked gentle and intellectual.

She looks small and has no sense of sharpness, like a fledgling college student.

But her actual age should not be too young. After all, facing a meeting with more than 20 people, including department directors and powerful people in the company, she was not at all embarrassed, and even performed very well.

At the meeting, Ding Yao gave a detailed explanation of the document posted in the department group yesterday.

Her reform plan for the department was unfolded smoothly and meticulously from large to detailed.

This made everyone present concentrate and get into her rhythm.

The same goes for Wen Ran, who even ignored Yan Wangshu's existence.

Finally, Ding Yao talked about the optimization of the employee promotion mechanism, focusing on increasing the opportunities for fair competition for every employee in the department.

For example, in the ‘Apollo Jewelry Design Competition’, which all designers are eyeing for the opportunity to make themselves famous, in addition to continuing the previous rules, two more entries will be added to the product design department.

Although there are only two, it is still an opportunity, and it is an opportunity for everyone to compete.

The specific rules are for the designers who win the commercial design competition in January and June each year.

It is already July, and everyone thinks that this opportunity will have to wait until January next year.

Ding Yao said the most beautiful words at this time, touching everyone's immediate interests: "Although it is already July, I don't want the talents in our department to lose any opportunities, so I asked the company for instructions in advance to win for everyone.

This opportunity.”

Everyone unconsciously held their breath to listen to her next words.

Ding Yao spoke under everyone's expectant gaze: "For the sake of fairness, Mr. Yan personally selects the commercial equipment used for each assessment."

After saying that, she turned her attention to the back of the conference room.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Yan Wangshu.

The lighting was already dim, and due to the distance, it was difficult to see clearly.

But Wen Ran saw it clearly.

Viewed from the side, he has high eyebrows and a high bridge of nose, he is dignified and elegant, and his strong jaw line adds a bit of wildness.

Regarding being the center of attention, Yan Wangshu didn't have any trouble and said calmly: "I've sent it to your email."

Ding Yao operated the computer and switched to the large screen page to display the commercial design for this assessment.

A bunch of old necklaces were displayed on the big screen. The pendant was an oval piece of white ice jade, and there were specifications of the jade next to it.

Ding Yao slides the mouse and introduces: "This is the necklace given by the elders of the family when Miss Zhong was born. Miss Zhong wants to use this rough stone to redesign it for her coming-of-age ceremony this year. She has no special requirements, she just said she wants a ring."

To put it simply, use this white ice jadeite as the main stone to design a ring.

After Ding Yao finished the introduction, she stood sideways next to the big screen: "All designers in the department can submit works, and the submission deadline is next Friday."

Today is already Friday, which means that including the weekend, we have seven days to submit our finished design ideas.

Time can be said to be very tight.

Ding Yao gave everyone a few seconds to react, and then said: "For the sake of fairness, I will not make any judgment."

Then who does it?

Everyone looked at each other speechlessly.

The corners of Ding Yao's mouth turned up: "In the first round, the director will eliminate less creative works, in the second round, Mr. Yan will eliminate inappropriate works, and in the third round, the customer will decide."

It sounds like it's fair, but there are so many hurdles that it's hard to pass.

There was some subtle discussion in the conference room.

When Ding Yao had finished speaking, the director who had been sitting in the upper right position stood up.

He talked about some of the latest decisions made by the company's senior management. Compared with the past, the company will pay more attention to the sinking market in the future, and the counter design department is an important part of the company's development of the sinking market, so the department will receive more attention than before.

Finally, he expressed his support for all Ding Yao's plans.

The meeting is almost over here.

Adjusting the brightness of the light, Ding Yao smiled: "There are only more than two months left in the 'Apollo Jewelry Design Competition'. Confident colleagues should prepare in advance."

A colleague stood up and asked: "Mona, I want to ask a question."

"Well, you say."

"If I get a quota this time but don't have time to prepare for the competition, can I keep my quota until next year?"

Many people want to ask this question.

A complete design drawing will be produced within a week. The time is tight and the competition is close. The quota that was finally obtained cannot be used casually.

Ding Yao was thoughtful and finally looked at Yan Wangshu.

Yan Wangshu raised his eyebrows slightly and said decisively: "Of course."

In an instant, everyone was given a tranquilizer.

Ding Yao: "That's it for today's meeting. Let's adjourn."

Ding Yao started to pack her things.

Colleagues in the department slowly packed up, and no one stood up first because Yan Wangshu was still there.

If he doesn't leave yet, why is he sitting here?

Wen Ran became embarrassed again.

After the director and Ding Yao went out first, colleagues got up and left one after another.

The colleague who was close to Yan Wangshu awkwardly said hello before leaving, and Yan Wangshu nodded slightly in response.

Neither enthusiastic nor indifferent.

Aiwei was not a righteous person, so she knocked Wen Ran on the elbow, gave Wen Ran a meaningful look, stood up and smiled at Yan Wangshu: "Mr. Yan, I'm going to work first."

Yan Wangshu said softly "Hmm".

Ivy ran away unladylikely.

Wen Ran couldn't care less and quickly closed the notepad before standing up.

Yan Wangshu suddenly said: "When are you leaving?"

Walk?

You should be asking when you will resign!

Can't we just leave?

Wen Ran's words rolled in his throat: "I'm not leaving."

"What?" He didn't hear clearly.

Wen Ran raised his head and looked directly at him.

The moment he caught his eye, his face felt a little hot because of his own insubordination: "I'm not leaving."

Yan Wangshu said nothing and kept his expression down.

Wen Ran stood up, stepped back, and said politely: "Mr. Yan, I'm going to work first."

After saying that, Wen Ran quickly turned around.

Another question came from behind: "What's wrong with your knee?"

"???" Wen Ran held the notepad to his chest and turned around stiffly, "Ah?"

Yan Wangshu indicated the position of her knees.

Wen Ran lowered his head.

She wore a skirt today, which was above her knees, exposing the bruises on her knees.

I got bruises from accidentally hitting my desk yesterday.

Wen Ran stepped back slightly: "It's okay, thank you Mr. Yan for your concern."

After saying that, he ran out without any regard for etiquette.

After leaving the conference room, Wen Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

She comforted herself in her heart that she wouldn't stay in Carlisle much longer anyway. As for the bad image of going back on her word in front of her boss...

do not care!

If you usually watch him hiding and walking away, you won’t be embarrassed!

Wen Ran returned to the work station, and Ivy grabbed her wrist: "You finally came out."

"..."

Ivy patted her heart in fear: "Why do you think Mr. Yan is here? Come as soon as he comes, and he sits next to us, which makes me dare not say a word. It's suffocating me to death."

During normal meetings, Ivy always takes advantage of her position and whispers in Wen Ran's ear, but today she really didn't say a word.

It's so embarrassing for her to talk so much.
To be continued...