The carefully designed performance costume was carefully taken off, and the sweat had already soaked through the lining.
She changed into a loose and comfortable sweatshirt and sweatpants, and looked like she had just been pulled out of the water, or as if she had experienced a spiritual tempering.
"Water..." she said hoarsely.
"Sister, Yan Yu invited you to be his spokesperson." The assistant finally said it after holding it in for the whole night.
You have to know that Yanyu is a brand that started from scratch, but it has one of the best international status. It goes without saying that it is a great honor to receive an invitation from such a company.
"Yan Yu?" Xiang Xi's hand holding the thermos cup paused slightly.
News in the industry is always one step ahead of others. I heard that the core of Yan Yu’s product this time is like a tiny ray of light that turns a torch into a ray of sunshine.
"It really is... a coincidence." She whispered, a thoughtful curve on her lips.
A week later, Xiang Xi, accompanied by her agent and assistant, stepped into Yan Yu's headquarters.
The whole space is not as magnificent or cold as imagined. It is more like a huge, flowing light and shadow art gallery.
The transparent glass curtain wall brings natural light into the room, and the specially treated walls and floors softly refract and diffuse the light, creating a ubiquitous yet quiet and peaceful light field.
Huge green walls are dotted around, the sound of gurgling water can be heard from hidden devices, and the air is filled with the scent of crisp cedar mixed with a hint of ozone, clean and pure.
"Welcome, Miss Xiang Xi." A sophisticated lady in a neatly tailored grey suit came forward with a polite smile. "I'm Lin Wei, the brand director of Yanyu. We're very honored to have you here."
After the pleasantries, Lin Wei led them to the core area. "The founder and chief designer, Mr. Cheng, is waiting for you in the conference room. He attaches great importance to this collaboration and personally participated in the concept discussions." Lin Wei's tone was filled with a subtle respect.
Passing through a galaxy corridor simulated by optical fiber, at the end is a heavy, matte metal door.
Lin Wei pressed her fingerprint on the sensing area on the side of the door, and the door slid open silently to both sides.
The scene in the conference room made Xiang Xi pause almost imperceptibly.
Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is the magnificent skyline of the city. The sunlight filters out the glare through the special glass, leaving only the warm golden glow that evenly fills the entire space.
The conference table is made of a whole piece of warm wood with simple and smooth lines.
The most eye-catching thing is the giant screen that occupies an entire wall. At this moment, a dynamic abstract pattern composed of countless tiny light points converging and dispersing is flowing, perfectly interpreting the artistic conception of "glimmer" and "Chengyang".
And the person sitting at the head of the long table...
It was as if time was slowed down at that moment.
Xiang Xi's gaze was caught almost subconsciously.
He was an extremely young man, seemingly in his early twenties.
He was wearing a dark grey cashmere sweater without any logos but perfectly tailored, which made his skin look even colder and paler.
What is most eye-catching is his long hair that looks almost like a silver moon in the sunlight.
He tilted his head slightly, concentrating on looking at the pages of design manuscripts spread out in front of him. Between his slender fingers, he held an extremely thin silver drawing pen, his posture so calm that he seemed to blend into the light and shadow itself.
As if sensing movement at the door, he slowly raised his head.
A face, exquisitely detailed to the point of being distorted, caught Xiang Xi's eye. The brow bones were distinct, the nose was straight, and the lips were a pale cherry blossom pink. Most striking were the eyes, a piercing purple that resembled the purest amethyst, yet also seemed to hold within it the vortex of a distant nebula.
The eyes were calm and deep, carrying a melancholy and scrutiny that transcended age.
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