"Are you interested in joining this department to do what you love?"
Xiao Yize asked, his gentle gaze like a warm ray of sunlight falling on Yan Xinxin’s face.
"Your work is truly unique and outstanding. I really admire it."
Hearing his words, Yan Xinxin’s beautiful eyes widened in shock, her small mouth slightly open.
This... this... does this mean he wants me to join the jewelry design department?
"If you’re willing, I have one more question to ask, but first, I’ll need you to come into my office."
Xiao Yize’s words carried a certain air of mystery.
Yan Xinxin hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded lightly.
Xiao Yize pressed his lips into a faint smile.
Yan Xinxin stepped forward to follow him.
The colleagues watching from afar were stunned, their faces filled with curiosity.
Xiao Yize was the supervisor of their department, and usually, he barely said more than one or two sentences to them. Silent, aloof, and cold was his typical demeanor.
But just now, not only did he say so much, he smiled!
This was simply unbelievable!
When Yan Xinxin followed Xiao Yize into the office, he didn’t waste any time, speaking directly and bluntly.
"Yan Xinxin, would you like to become my protégé?"
Unprepared, Yan Xinxin felt completely lost and confused.
Xiao Yize looked at her blank, slightly bewildered expression and handed her a gray card with a gentle smile.
"This is my personal business card."
Yan Xinxin, full of curiosity, reached out to take the card from him. When she saw the job title written on it, she gasped and placed a small hand over her mouth in shock.
"So you’re actually..."
The legendary chief designer, Ted, known for his unparalleled talent and brilliance!
Clutching Xiao Yize’s business card in her hand, Yan Xinxin wandered toward Mo Chuxi’s office door, dazed.
The glass door was closed; fingerprint or passcode entry was required.
Yan Xinxin raised her hand and instinctively pressed 1212. There was a quick "click," and the glass door automatically opened.
For a moment, Yan Xinxin stood at the office entrance, frozen, as a boy’s clear and gentle voice echoed in her mind without warning.
"Yours plus mine, mine plus yours, together we make 1212..."
Suddenly, Yan Xinxin felt like her thoughts were being pulled apart, a wave of suppressed pain surging in her head.
She abruptly crouched down, clutching her head, as her thoughts and senses seemed to spiral out of control.
Yan Xinxin murmured these numbers uncontrollably, as if she was seeing an overwhelming surge of seawater crashing down on her.
"Brother Xi, save me! Brother Xi, Brother Xi, Xi..."
"Yan Xinxin! Yan Xinxin! Yan Xinxin!"
A familiar voice sounded in her ears, gradually pulling Yan Xinxin’s drifting consciousness back.
Mo Chuxi anxiously held the crouching, murmuring Yan Xinxin.
Yan Xinxin lifted her head and saw Mo Chuxi looking at her with deep concern in his eyes.
"Yan Xinxin, what happened? What were you just saying? Help?"
Yan Xinxin frowned slightly, confused, with no recollection of what had just occurred.
Mo Chuxi helped her to her feet, his arm around her shoulder. Seeing her pale face, his brows furrowed deeply.
"Yan Xinxin, do you have some sort of psychological issue?"
"You’re the one with a psychological issue!"
Yan Xinxin retorted, her eyes lowering to notice the intricate and elegant box in Mo Chuxi’s hand.
"Was this the thing you said you needed to get? What is it?"