When Ye Li received a call from Luo Changchuan, she had just finished blow-drying her hair.
On the other end, Luo Changchuan’s voice was cheerful, "Mr. Ye, my baby isn’t feeling well. Can I take three days off for a break?"
That shaless "my baby" made Ye Li shiver all over, and she laughed, "Mr. Luo, if you don’t talk like that, we can discuss things happily."
"Then, my Yiyi?"
"..."
Ye Li rolled her eyes, lacking in grace.
In the next mont, Wan Mingyi snatched the phone away.
She heard Wan Mingyi say that she had twisted her ankle, and the doctor advised against moving for a few days. Ye Li happily granted her leave, "Didn’t we agree earlier that you could work from ho? Sister Mingyi, take good care, and once you’re fine, coming to the studio will be the sa."
"But, Shieh just arrived at the studio today..."
"No worries, I’ll handle it, rest assured!"
With multiple assurances that she could manage things, she told Wan Mingyi to relax and heal.
After hanging up, Ye Li sent a WeChat ssage to Xie Chenlu.
The next afternoon, Ye Li returned to the Jingyue Building, and as soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she was stunned.
On the snow-white wall outside the glass doors was an artistic graffiti full of flair.
Complented by the antique plaque by the door, it was bursting with artistic vibes.
A single corridor gave off the feeling of entering an art gallery.
Is this... still her studio?
Pushing the door open, she was about to call out her "idol," but couldn’t.
Behind the front desk, a little fairy in an off-white dress stood up, "Hello, welco to Ye Li’s Studio. Who are you here to see? Do you have an appointnt?"
!!!
Ye Li was stunned, "I... I’m Ye Li."
The little fairy was also surprised but then broke into a bright smile, "Good afternoon, boss!"
"You are..."
Ye Li asked in confusion.
The office door beside her opened, and Xie Chenlu ca out, "Ye Li, this is my niece. She has nothing to do after the college entrance exams and plays gas at ho all day. I brought her to the company to work at the front desk, enjoy the air conditioning while playing gas, and we don’t have to pay her. Is that okay?"
Of course it’s okay!
It’s more than okay!!!
"Sure, sure!"
Ye Li nodded repeatedly, waving at the little fairy, "Feel free to play, just don’t screw over your teammates. And by the way, those snacks in the break room, help yourself!"
Following Xie Chenlu to the office area, she saw four young people, either bowing their heads to draw design diagrams or typing on computers.
Originally, the office area seed sparse.
In the blink of an eye, the air was thick with office atmosphere.
Ye Li’s eyes sparkled.
She knew these were the four apprentices brought by Xie Chenlu. Looking at Xie Chenlu again, her eyes turned starry, "Idol, you’re amazing! I knew I struck gold! And these four are..."
"Three!"
Xie Chenlu pointed to the scholarly young man by the window, "That’s a friend I t under the bridge, without much life ambition. He cos to the office to clean and receive packages. I provide him with three als a day so he can continue being a couch potato."
"These three..."
Xie Chenlu pointed at the three young people who stood up, "Mo Ning, Ling Xiaohan, Yan Ziqing, three of my unworthy disciples. Another two are on their way."
Though deed unworthy by Xie Chenlu, the three showed no discontent, only casting a slightly embarrassed glance at him.
Yet in an instant, the sha vanished, leaving only a hint of retort.
It was like they were saying: Master, do you know the saying "like master, like disciple"?
"Mo Ning..."
Ye Li turned to the quirky girl, "Hello, welco to Ye Li’s Studio. From now on, we’ll be one family!"
Mo Ning laughed, "Hello, Mr. Ye, my na is Mo Ning, English na is Morning, and I just resigned as an administrative supervisor."
Ye Li was taken aback.
Ling Xiaohan smiled, "Hello, boss. I’m the last disciple of the master. I quit as a ho decorator just yesterday. If you need any renovation, I can introduce reliable people to you."
Yan Ziqing, the oldest and seemingly most stable, "Hello, Mr. Ye. I am Yan Wu, living off my parents. Besides jewelry design, I know a bit about fashion design. If you need anything, just ask."
Ye Li was taken aback.
She looked at Xie Chenlu.
Then at the so-called apprentices in front of her who had talents besides jewelry design.
Ye Li inexplicably felt like she had opened a much larger surprise box than expected.
Thinking about how Ling Xiaohan said he was the last disciple, Ye Li looked back and quipped to Xie Chenlu, "Idol, how many apprentices have you taken in total?"
"Seven."
With a fleeting hint of sadness in his expression, Xie Chenlu said solemnly, "Apart from these five, there are two others now developing abroad. You should have the chance to et them in the future."
Though not knowing who those two were, just by looking at the expressions of Xie Chenlu and the three, it was clear there was a story there.
Ye Li wisely refrained from asking more.
Believing in people without suspicion, Ye Li happily gave the position of chief design director to Xie Chenlu.
Xie Chenlu didn’t decline, and in a few words, he assigned everyone their work.
Even the so-called bridge friend, Old Qiu, left while they were holding a eting and ca back with a tray of freshly brewed coffee.
Sipping the surprisingly good coffee, watching Xie Chenlu writing and sketching before the whiteboard.
Ye Li was inexplicably lost in thought.
She and Wan Mingyi are partners at the studio.
Xie Chenlu is the chief designer and design director.
Looking at this group before her.
The front desk and logistics were covered.
The administrative supervisor was in place too.
Besides, there was a ho designer they might need soday, and a fashion designer.
As the saying goes, "Small as a sparrow is, all its vital organs are there." Doesn’t that perfectly describe their studio?
Coming to her senses, she realized everyone was looking at her.
Ye Li straightened up, "What Director Xie said is right. Let’s do as Director Xie suggested!"
Xie Chenlu: ...
Mo Ning and the others: !!!
Checking the ti, realizing there was still ti to make it back for the second lecture, Ye Li boldly prepared to sneak away.
Before leaving, she transferred 5,000 yuan to the little fairy at the front desk as a so-called administrative subsidy, telling her to treat everyone at the studio to delivery, morning tea, and afternoon tea or sothing.
Little fairy Tong Hua was stunned.
She was 18 and the most she’d handled before was 2,000 yuan, which hadn’t even ward her hands before her mom took it away saying, "Mom will save it for you."
On her first day working as a part-ti front-desk, the beautiful boss generously gave her 5,000 yuan to freely manage?
"Mr. Ye..."
Tong Hua blinked, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll run away with the money?"
"Run? Then run!"
Ye Li smiled, "If you run, your uncle is still here. Just ans I can exploit him for a few more years."
Behind her was the joyful sound of Tong Hua ordering bubble tea by phone.
In front of her was the artistic graffiti wall at the studio’s entrance.
Seeing the promising future of the studio, Ye Li was in high spirits.
Her phone chid, displaying "Mr. Dai," and Ye Li was montarily confused.
She couldn’t rember when she saved this contact.
Did she know anyone with the last na Dai?
"Hello, hi..."
"Hello Ye Li, this is Dai Qingzhou from Dane."
Announcing his identity, Ye Li’s heart skipped a beat, and her smile slowly faded away.
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