After reading all the details and markings on the pearl necklace, Wen Ran felt that it was worth collecting in terms of both quality and design.

She turned her gaze to the lower right corner of the showcase and frowned slightly: "Why is there no price?"

Obviously other jewelry has an estimate in the lower right corner.

"Because it's not within the sales regulations." Someone behind me explained thoughtfully.

Not included in the sales regulations?

Wen Ran said softly "Oh" and then thought of the filigree incense box, which was also said to be out of the sales regulations.

She bit her lip in disappointment and complained with a bit of personal emotion: "Then why show it off?"

A chuckle came from behind.

Wen Ran finally reacted.

My mind is clear and my senses are back.

She smelled a faint scent of cedar.

Wen Ran's heart trembled violently, and her back straightened stiffly.

She raised her eyelashes slightly and looked at the imprint on the glass of the showcase.

The man stood behind her on the right side. He was tall and broad-shouldered, making her figure in front of him look weak and frail.

Also, what's his expression?

He was smiling but not smiling, as if he had caught something interesting.

One second...

Two seconds...

Three seconds...

Wen Ran took a breath, turned around calmly, raised her eyes and looked at him: "Mr. Yan is good."

Yan Wangshu raised his eyebrows and looked at the display cabinet: "You seem to have an opinion on the arrangement of the exhibition hall?"

Wen Ran bit the bullet and denied in a low voice: "No."

"Then tell me..." Yan Wangshu slowed down his tone, "This jewelry is not for sale, so why put it here?"

The questions she complained about were answered in full.

Wen Ran glanced across the hall: "The exhibition hall, as the name suggests, is the exhibition hall. These jewelry belong to 'Carlisle', and of course they are displayed in the 'Carlisle's' exhibition hall."

Yan Wangshu said "Oh" in a drawled voice, and he could not tell that he was dissatisfied with the answer.

Wen Ran took a deep breath and added: "So whether it is in the sales regulations or not, it is reasonable for them to be displayed here."

Now Yan Wangshu was satisfied, touched his nose and smiled.

She is clearly a complainer, but she is actually expressing her opinion.

Wen Ran suddenly found that he had been hit by dimensionality reduction, and this was even when he only said one sentence.

What kind of person is he?

The first time I met him, he was a famous gentleman.

The second time I met him, he was a decisive entrepreneur.

This time, it was actually childish and teasing.

Wen Ran frowned slightly and looked away with a raised face.

Yan Wangshu's eyes moved around her face: "What are you doing here?"

When he met Mrs. Wang just now, he obviously saw her and Chen Xing together. He could not fail to guess that she was an employee of the design department.

Remembering Li Wan's reminder, Wen Ran subconsciously looked around and saw that the staff in the reception department had disappeared.

So, he didn't ask her why she was here, but why she, an ordinary employee, was still here now because she didn't abide by the company's rules.

"Mr. Yan, there is a designer in our department named Li Wan who is responsible for accompanying Mrs. Wang to select rough stones. However, she became seriously ill last night, so Teacher Chen took me to the exhibition hall this morning to receive Mrs. Wang."

Wen Ran pretended to misunderstand his question and explained Li Wan's difficulty by the way.

After hearing this answer, Yan Wangshu nodded, seeming to agree.

Seeing this, Wen Ran relaxed a little.

Yan Wangshu lowered his eyes at this moment, looking at her more sharply than before: "Please plead for her?"

Wen Ran's expression paused.

Yan Wangshu spoke softly, but his sense of pressure did not restrain at all: "That's not what I'm asking."

The lights in the exhibition hall were bright, and Wen Ran felt as if her thoughts were being illuminated.

Her face turned a little red: "Sorry, I was looking at these jewelry and forgot about the time."

She lowered her head and grabbed her right elbow with her left hand across her upper abdomen, which was a posture of psychological self-defense.

scared?

Yan Wangshu suddenly remembered what Shi Ze said that day.

——Are you sure it wasn't you who scared her later?

He quickly sorted out the situation in the car that day. She was indeed proactive and even enthusiastic at the beginning. Her attitude changed after he answered the phone, and the content of the phone call was about Xu Yulin.

Therefore, when she came to work in Shanghai, she meant joining Carlisle, and at that time she already knew that her direct boss was Xu Yuling.

So, his way of handling it really scared her?

Wen Ran didn't wait for Yan Wangshu's reaction and raised his head to look at him.

There was still shame in her eyes that her little thoughts had been exposed just now. She only glanced at him and then looked away: "Mr. Yan, if nothing happens, I'll go to work first."

Seeing her like this, Yan Wangshu said "Yeah".

Wen Ran nodded, bowed to him politely, and turned to leave.

Back in the office, Wen Ran happened to watch Li Wan come out of Chen Xing's office. Her eyes were red, as if she had cried again.

Wen Ran didn't know her very well, so she didn't ask too much.

At this moment, she was even more worried about her performance in front of Yan Wangshu. She couldn't be fired because of this little mistake, right?

After a while, Wen Ran relieved himself.

If she really wanted to be fired, there was nothing she could do. Furthermore, unfounded worry was the most worthless emotion.

They come, the security.

But after all, it’s easier to feel at a loss because there is a secret in front of someone.

Wen Ran thought, it would be better to avoid it in the future.

Ever since getting advice from Ivy, Wen Ran has been working tirelessly to establish a positive image of herself. To this end, she plans to work overtime.

With a sudden inspiration in his head in the afternoon, Wen Ran carefully drew a sketch. When he looked up again, the office was already empty.

She clicked on the keyboard, the computer screen lit up, and the lower right corner showed that it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

Wen Ran turned off the computer, put away the paintbrush, stood up with her bag, and saw from the corner of her eye that a computer was still on.

Li Wan hasn't left yet.

Wen Ran gently pushed the office chair in. When she walked towards the door, Li Wan suddenly turned her head and said friendly: "Wen Ran, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Wen Ran felt her kindness and responded in a gentle tone.

She walked out for a while and then turned back.

It was probably because she heard the phone call between Li Wan and her mother this morning that she felt the same way.

Wen Ran lives in country M all year round, and her parents are busy with work in a foreign country. They rarely see each other, and they mostly send each other gifts to express their feelings.

When Wen Ran was hospitalized with a fever, she suddenly called her mother and said: Mom, I'm fine, don't worry.

Li Wan heard the footsteps and saw that Wen Ran was back: "Did you forget to bring something?"

Wen Ran shook his head, walked straight to Li Wan, and then sat down: "How's it going?"

It was a very simple four words, but Li Wan was willing to share his plan with Wen Ran.

She opened the file: "I went through the stones in the stone library all afternoon and selected these."

Wen Ran saw Li Wan slide the mouse and turn several pages.

She thought for two seconds and expressed her humble opinion: "Would it be bad if too much?"

"Mrs. Wang is too picky. Every time I arrange something for her, whether it's quantity or quality, it's unmatched by other customers. Just like that, I don't know why she still can't choose something she's satisfied with."

This is normal thinking.

Because I am picky, I give more options.

Wen Ran doesn't think so: "I think more is not necessarily a good thing..."
To be continued...