"I already said I don't need it, what are you doing coming in here!" Mo Jingchen said impatiently as he heard the voice coming from the doorway again.
"Honey? Who upset you? Why are you so angry?"
An Yiruo carried two lunch boxes, walked to the sofa in the office, and placed the lunch boxes on the coffee table in front of her.
"Honey, you're here. I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you."
"Okay. Come and eat."
An Yiruo opened the lunchbox, and the rich aroma of the food instantly filled the entire office.
"Wife, why are you so late?" Mo Jingchen walked over like a submissive wife and hugged An Yiruo from behind.
"Hmm? Didn't I arrive at just the right time?"
"It's just right. But it could have been earlier."
"Let's eat quickly, the food will get cold soon," An Yiruo said with a smile, understanding Mo Jingchen's ulterior motives.
"After lunch, will you stay here with me this afternoon?"
"Hmm... that works too. I don't have any other plans this afternoon. I'll just be drawing at home anyway, so I'll reluctantly do my drawing here."
After finishing his meal, Mo Jingchen tidied up his lunchbox and casually asked, "Would you like to rest for a while?"
Rest? In that lounge? An Yiru shook her head: "No. I'm not sleepy yet."
"Okay, you play for a while, I'll get back to work," Mo Jingchen said, getting up and ruffling An Yiruo's hair.
"Go ahead and do your work, don't worry about me."
"Okay, honey, I'll take you out for something delicious tonight."
An Yiruo looked at Mo Jingchen... He seemed very busy today. When she went out in the middle of the day, she found that Assistant Zhou and the other secretaries also seemed very busy.
An Yiruo opened the mobile app and ordered some milk tea and snacks.
Half an hour later, An Yiruo's phone rang: "Hello."
"Hello, ma'am. Your meal has arrived and has been left at the company reception. Please come and pick it up as soon as possible."
Okay, thank you.
An Yiruo hung up the phone and found Mo Jingchen looking at her with a probing expression.
"I ordered some afternoon tea for everyone, it just arrived, I'll go get it," An Yiruo explained to Mo Jingchen, holding her phone.
"Assistant Zhou, come in for a moment," Mo Jingchen said, dialing the internal phone.
"President," Assistant Zhou said without saying much after entering, based on his experience at noon.
"Madam bought some afternoon tea, it's at the front desk downstairs. Could you have someone go and get it, and then distribute it to everyone?"
"Okay, thank you, Madam." Assistant Zhou was in a good mood when he heard that the president's wife was offering him a perk, and happily agreed.
"You're welcome."
For a time, the company group chat was filled with praise for the president's wife's beauty and kindness, and for her consideration for Yuan Hong by providing employee benefits.
"Great job, Yi Ruo. You did a good job winning people over." Zhang Yuanyuan texted An Yi Ruo while drinking the milk tea she bought.
"Stop teasing me. How's the milk tea? Is it good?"
"The milk tea the CEO's wife bought is super sweet!" The text was followed by a thumbs-up emoji.
"..."
"Alright, I'm just teasing you. What brings you to the office today?"
"Hmm... I'm here to bring my husband a lovingly prepared lunch!"
"...Never mind, I didn't ask!"
"So, do you have a boyfriend yet?" An Yiruo hadn't contacted Zhang Yuanyuan recently and wondered how she was doing.
"Don't mention it, let's talk about it another time when we meet. It's too complicated to explain in just a few words."
Just thinking about it gave Zhang Yuanyuan a headache. Ever since that night, she felt like Lu Ze was haunting her!
You can bump into them anywhere!
"Looks like there's a story behind this! Let's go out for dinner another day, I want to hear the story."
"Let's make it another day."
Putting down her phone, An Yiruo began to concentrate on drawing. In the afternoon, An Yiruo's inspiration flowed like a spring, and her imagination exploded.
She drew several drafts that afternoon. When An Yiruo looked up again, the clock showed six o'clock. She turned her slightly stiff neck to relax her stiff muscles.
She glanced at Mo Jingchen, who was still busy, but didn't disturb him. She quietly went over to get herself a glass of water, then sat on the sofa and looked at her phone for a while.
The clock on the wall pointed to 6:30. Mo Jingchen put down his pen, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, rubbed his temples, and got up to walk towards An Yiruo.
"Finished with work?" An Yiruo was scrolling through a funny video when she looked up at Mo Jingchen with a smile.
"Yeah, I'm done with work. What are you looking at? You seem so happy."
"A funny short video. Where should we eat? I'm starving."
"I'll arrange it, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
"Hmm, I'm looking forward to it."
The two held hands tightly and walked out of the office together...
Inside a Chinese-style restaurant, the two sat by the window: "Let's try this restaurant's specialty, Jade Belt Shrimp."
After taking a bite, An Yiruo nodded, indicating that the taste was not bad.
Although the portions at this restaurant are small, their beauty lies in their exquisite presentation. Each dish is like a work of art…
At Xinghai Bay, An Yiruo returned home and said she was going to draw, while Mo Jingchen continued to handle company matters in his study.
An Yiruo took out the sketches she had drawn that afternoon from her bag and meticulously sketched them one by one, following the design ideas she had come up with that afternoon.
Watching the design in my mind gradually come to life on paper, this feeling is like carefully raising a child to adulthood!
The design drawings I prepared for the new brand, plus the few I've included today, have met the category standards.
To strike while the iron was hot, An Yiruo took the drawings to Professor Faber's studio early the next morning.
"Teacher, do you have time now?"
An Yiruo, holding a folder, peeked her head into the room.
"Oh, it's An'an. What's up?"
"I have a few design drawings here, and I would like to trouble you to take a look at them."
"An'an has a new design? Let me see it quickly." Faber put down his work, full of curiosity about the design in An Yiruo's arms.
An Yiruo handed the folder to the teacher, and Faber flipped through it page by page, his smile growing wider and wider.
"An'an, you're a genius, you were born for jewelry. There's absolutely nothing wrong with these blueprints."
Have you decided on a name for the new brand?
"I've decided on the name: onirocritie, which means 'to fulfill a dream'."
Becoming a jewelry designer has always been my dream since I was a child. I once thought I would never achieve this dream in my life, but unexpectedly, it led to my success.
Therefore, I named this brand "Yuanmeng" (meaning "fulfilling dreams"), which also reflects my own aspirations.
"Believe me, onirocritie will definitely become a global sensation."
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