"You’re suggesting that Ranran is the leak?" Jun Mochan’s face held a gentle demeanor, appearing incredibly benign and harmless.
He always left such an impression on people.
"I, I’m merely speculating." Confronted with Jun Mochan’s overly sharp gaze, the director felt somewhat apprehensive.
"Then I can tell you explicitly, even if you doubt me, you cannot doubt her, do you understand?" Jun Mochan spoke with unambiguous clarity, emphasizing on every word.
The director nodded reluctantly, stuttering a response, "Understood, understood."
"Don’t go spreading today’s matter around. If I hear any rumors..." Jun Mochan narrowed his eyes, his stare menacing.
"No, I absolutely won’t discuss it..."
Ye Ranran realized that no matter the scale of a situation, once it ended up in Jun Mochan’s hands, it would become trivial.
"Have everyone’s profile in the design department sent to me." Jun Mochan glanced at Ah Chuan.
Ah Chuan nodded, understanding Jun Mochan’s intention.
After resolving the issue, Jun Mochan stood up, glancing at Ye Ranran.
Ye Ranran feared he might do something, so she rushed to give him a wink, hinting for him not to advance any further.
"Call me if anything comes up." In the end, this was the only thing Jun Mochan said before leaving.
"Designer Ye, what exactly is your relationship with Young Master Jun?" the director asked cautiously.
Initially, he thought they were friends, then lovers, but now it seemed they were neither.
Leaving behind that single word, Ye Ranran exited the room.
"Ranran, how did it go? The director didn’t give you a hard time, did he?" As soon as she returned to the office, Luo Qi rushed over.
The others didn’t utter a word, but they all perked up their ears, not wanting to miss a hint of the situation.
"I’m perfectly fine. He didn’t give me a hard time." Ye Ranran settled into her seat.
"That’s impossible. The matter of the design drafts..."
"It’s okay. There’s nothing to worry about. The filming of the drama will continue as usual."
Luo Qi finally calmed down, immediately resorting to gossip: "I saw Young Master Jun here just now. He didn’t specifically come for you, did he?"
"You’re overthinking it. With such a huge issue, it would be weird if he didn’t show up. Anyway, get back to work. We’re joining the drama set the day after tomorrow so collect the clothes tomorrow."
"Oh, alright." Knowing she couldn’t get more information, Luo Qi obediently closed her mouth.
She knew that Ye Ranran was different, at least her aura set her apart.
"Hey, Ranran, do you think it might be..." Luo Qi subtly pointed towards Ling Yun’s retreating figure.
Ye Ranran shook her head: "Don’t gossip without any evidence."
While Ling Yun had always looked down on her, she was quite prideful and probably wouldn’t stoop to such actions.
Of course, the main reason was her uncle, the director of this place, whom she probably wouldn’t help a rival company.
"Uncle, why is she not getting in trouble at all?" Ling Yun asked resentfully.
How could this be? After such a big incident, she should have been fired according to normal protocols.
"Since the matter has been resolved, naturally there’s nothing to worry about. I’m busy now, you should head back." Ling Chao didn’t really want to attend to Ling Yun.
"I won’t, I want to participate in this drama as well, why don’t you let me be an assistant and just help with arranging the clothes?"
This way, she could initially get her foot in the door.
"No, Ye Ranran has already chosen her assistant, and it’s not you." Ling Chao rejected without any hesitation.
"Ye Ranran, always Ye Ranran, why didn’t you choose me in the first place?" Lingyun complained: "You’ve given such a great opportunity to others, I’m beginning to doubt if you’re really my uncle."