On the other end of the phone, Su Yiran was choked. He didn't expect that An Xing not only didn't regret what he said, but was actually complacent. But at the same time, a strong jealousy rose in his heart.
That's right, he was jealous of An Xing from the first time he saw him.
Until now, Su Yiran still remembers that on the first day of his freshman year, his parents sent him to the dormitory and told him to get along well with his classmates at school. Because this is the best art university in Tang City, those who can enter this school to study art, in addition to ordinary admission, are either extremely talented and are admitted as an exception, or their families are rich and powerful and can get recommendations.
He was just an ordinary admitted student, from an average family, and not a very talented person. But the moment An Xing stepped into the dormitory, Su Yiran was sure that this carefree young master must have been stuffed in by a powerful and wealthy family.
His judgment was rarely wrong, but he never expected that in the next two years of studying together, he would discover that An Xing was also extremely talented.
With good looks, good family background and good talent, An Xing is confident, cheerful and has a very good personality. Wherever An Xing is, he is the brightest star in the crowd, attracting everyone's attention without even realizing it. How could Su Yiran not be jealous of such an An Xing?
If he was An Xing, he certainly wouldn't be so foolish as to become an ordinary salesperson at An Ning Jewelry.
"Wouldn't it be nice to be my prince? Going on incognito visits is so tiring!"
On the other end of the phone, An Xing's carefree voice was still ringing.
"I will leave the marketing department tomorrow and go directly to the design department! Yiran, are you happy for me?"
"...Yes, yes, haha, that's great."
An Xing was satisfied to hear Su Yiran's gritted teeth laughter and rolled over in joy.
He is not exaggerating. His company An Ning Jewelry can be at the forefront of the country because it places innovation at a strategic level. The design department launches several new product lines every year for different customer groups, and all products have copyrights. The design department of An Ning Jewelry is the first choice for all domestic designers who love jewelry design.
Su Yiran doesn't like him but wants to be friends with him, it must be in order to enter the design department of An Ning Jewelry.
Unfortunately, Su Yiran is only a junior this year, and his talent is not outstanding. He can only think crookedly if he wants to join the design department. The only people he can ask for are An Hao or An Xing, but An Hao has no say in the design department, and An Xing...
An Xing: "What a pity, Yiran. I also begged my dad for a long time to get into the design department, so I can't bring you in. But I will learn from those design masters! I'll tell you about it after school starts!"
No way.
Su Yiran's laughter became even more fake: "Haha, okay, thank you for remembering me, An An."
"You're welcome." An Xing yawned. "Then I'll hang up. My cousin made me stay up late last night. I'm so tired now. I need to rest."
What could Su Yiran do? He could only say a few words to ask An Xing to have a good rest, and then hung up the phone helplessly.
An Xing slept until night. He opened his eyes and stayed still for a while.
The familiar bedroom was quiet. It was dark outside the window with the curtains half-closed. Everything that happened during the day seemed like a beautiful dream.
An Xing slowly took the phone and opened the screen.
The time was one month before the truth was revealed.
This was not a dream, he was really reborn.
The room was silent and quiet. An Xing sat up straight and ran to the door to look downstairs. An Zhaoming had already returned from work and was holding Chen Ying's hand, smiling and whispering something.
"dad!"
An Xing cried out, and saw his father and mother looking up at him in the warm yellow light. When their eyes met his, they revealed gentle and loving smiles. For a moment, his nose felt sore and he wanted to cry.
In their previous life... they didn't say goodbye properly.
This time, he would definitely not make them so sad.
The boy sniffed, suppressed his tears, and quickly went downstairs to the living room. The family gathered around the dining table, chatting and laughing while eating dinner, and then strolled around the villa area to digest the food.
The next day, An Xing got out of the family car with his father in a swagger, went back to the marketing department to get his personal belongings, and prepared to take them to the design department.
"An Xing, are you moving out today?"
Yang Yong patted An Xing's shoulder from behind, and An Xing responded with a smile.
"Yes, Brother Yang, I will go to the design department soon!"
"Very good. I think the design drawings you showed me are very beautiful!" The man patted the boy's shoulder encouragingly, "Keep going! When the jewelry you designed is produced, I will help you sell it myself!"
An Xing burst out laughing. In the week since he came to the marketing department, An Hao had deliberately ignored him and had not asked anyone to take him out. It was Yang Yong who took the initiative to take him out to meet clients, learn, and teach him all kinds of things he should learn in the workplace. He was really grateful.
The two chatted as they arrived at the marketing department. The others were a little hesitant at first, but when they saw the boy smiling and packing his things obediently, and his identity exposed, they immediately gathered around him. Some female colleagues even wanted to pinch the prince's face while he was still young.
An Xing was chatting with his former colleagues when he saw An Hao walk in. As soon as he came in, the lively atmosphere among the crowd suddenly cooled down a lot.
Seeing this scene, An Hao had a blank expression on his face and was in a bad mood.
Many people present witnessed what happened yesterday, and after one night, the news spread all over the company. Anyone who has worked in society would not be as stupid as An Xing, and would definitely see that his actions were not well-intentioned.
This is not good for his reputation in the company. When he went home last night, he was severely criticized by his mother. So when he saw An Xing now, he was in a very bad mood.
But even so, he still had to make some amends. Otherwise, not only would his shrewd uncle be wary, but it would also be detrimental to his mother's subsequent plans.
An Hao took a deep breath and walked forward to look at An Xing.
"Are you sure you want to go to the design department? You've already been here for a week. If you leave now, you'll be giving up halfway."
An Xing looked innocent: "But I'm not suitable for this place."
An Hao sighed softly: "I know you feel too tired because you worked overtime the day before yesterday. But that's how it is when the marketing department is busy. Everyone has to take the initiative to work overtime. You're not the only one like that. I can't treat you specially."
An Xing: ...
An Xing was convinced. This was really a good "cousin". He was about to leave but still wanted to dig a hole for him.
Listen to this, "Everyone has to work overtime, not just you", as if he who is unwilling to work overtime is the guilty one.
Is it really necessary! Is it necessary to treat him, an art geek, with such a lot of drama?
An Xing was angry. It was just a contest of who could act more. He got into the role in a second, his eyes were hesitant and pitiful, he hugged the small box tightly and said weakly:
"But Dad doesn't advocate ineffective overtime. If everyone is working overtime frequently, cousin, you should reflect on your leadership, right?"
"I think it's not good to often take up everyone's off-get off work time!"
Everyone: ...
An Hao: ...
An Hao was choked for a moment, not knowing how to refute, mainly because no one dared to say to him before, "Why do you ask us to work overtime when we don't advocate overtime?" He wanted others to think that An Xing was squeamish and didn't like to work overtime so he had to go to the design department, but now it was his incompetence that caused his subordinates to work overtime? !
He wanted to scold An Xing, but looking at the boy's courage to refute him, no matter what he said, it seemed like bullying, and he felt suffocated.
An Xing smiled at everyone, and seeing that An Hao was still standing there expressionless, she walked around him with the small box in her arms and left happily.
In fact, when he met someone or something that made him unhappy, he would always be very good at scolding people, but when facing his relatives and friends, he would not be so sharp-tongued and stabbed his heart. He never said these words in his previous life, just because An Hao was his cousin, he was willing to tolerate it.
But the fact is, his tolerance will only make others think that he is easy to bully, stupid, and he deserves it. In this case, An Xing doesn't want to be a good boy like in his previous life.
An Xing came to the design department with his personal belongings. This time, An's father had already arranged for his secretary to take him there and hand him over to a young designer in the design department.
"Hello, Teacher Xiao."
An Xing greeted him obediently. The young man in front of him had an untidy beard, dark circles under his eyes, and looked irritated when he looked at people. He looked like he was not easy to mess with.
Xiao Rui: "Little prince is here to experience life?"
The design department has a large studio, and everyone has their own independent workbench. When Xiao Rui finished speaking, the corners of the mouths of the designers at the surrounding workbenches twitched.
An Xing was very well behaved: "There is no prince in a socialist country. I just came here to learn, to study."
Xiao Rui's expression looked better and he snorted.
"Put the things there, and follow me to help you."
Although he looked fierce, he had a surprisingly good temper. An Xing's eyes lit up, and he immediately put the things down and walked over to circle around Xiao Rui.
The secretary who wanted to help but suddenly found himself at a loss: …
The secretary pushed his glasses and left silently.
Xiao Rui was so young that he could have a workbench in the design department, so his ability was beyond doubt. An Xing followed Xiao Rui and was directed around. He seemed to be busy all the time, but in fact, he learned a lot without realizing it. When he realized what he had learned today, he looked at Xiao Rui with admiration.
When Xiao Rui looked up, he saw the boy's admiring eyes. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he thought that this young master of the boss's family was a little silly.
"What are you standing there for? It's already noon, go have lunch!"
An Xing responded happily.
"Teacher Xiao, wait for me, I'm going to the bathroom!"
Xiao Rui sat down impatiently and An Xing ran out in a hurry.
The entire floor was occupied by the design department, and the bathroom was in the corner. An Xing and Xiao Rui were the last to go to lunch, and the floor was almost empty. So An Xing rushed to the bathroom door, but he didn't expect that there were two people talking in a low voice inside.
What he didn't expect was that what the two people were talking about was also related to him.
"I think that young master is pretty good. There are actually people who say that he is not Mr. An's son!"
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