An Ran didn't expect that Nie Qingyu had gone around in a circle and was waiting for her here.
The bright and warm sunshine in May shone on the man's handsome and exquisite face, and it was actually coated with a layer of warmth that was familiar to her, giving her the illusion that the gentle young man who once amazed the time and warmed the years had returned.
came back.
Since her marriage, she had only seen him in the sunshine a handful of times, and she was fascinated by him at this moment.
Nie Qingyu took her silence as acquiescence and consciously helped her put on the ring.
"It's very beautiful!" His slender jade-bone fingers passed over the bright diamond and gently rubbed her slender fingers. He didn't know whether he was praising the beauty of the ring or the beauty of her fingers. "You are not allowed to take it off again in the future."
An Ran lowered her eyes, not knowing what to say and feeling very confused.
He took her hand and continued walking forward.
A few girls shopping may have recognized Nie Qingyu. They followed the two of them curiously and took out their mobile phones in an attempt to take pictures of him.
Nie Qingyu had no choice but to put on a mask and pull An Ran to speed up.
An Ran was a little strange, feeling that he didn't seem to be taking her around aimlessly, but that he seemed to be taking her somewhere.
The two walked for about ten minutes and arrived at a traditional musical instrument store. On the antique door plaque were written the words "Safe and Sound" in four Chinese calligraphy styles.
An Ran stared, and unconsciously looked at the ring on her hand. On the back of the ring holder, the words "An Ran are safe" were engraved in almost the same font.
An idea came to her mind, and before she could think about it, she heard the man next to her whisper: "Go in and take a look."
He held her hand affectionately, walked up the steps and entered the store.
The decoration inside is also in a retro style, exquisite and elegant, with spices burning, as if you have stepped into an ancient painting.
The two beautiful front desk ladies were wearing traditional cheongsam. When they saw the visitor, they stood up immediately with smiles as bright as flowers: "Welcome to the An Ran Weng Jing National Musical Instruments Store! Are you looking to buy an instrument or learn to play?"
An Ran didn't say anything, and Nie Qingyu said, "Where's the manager?"
"On the second floor!" One of the receptionists did not dare to neglect, and quickly led Nie Qingyu and An Ran to walk up the stairs.
The decoration on the second floor is more elegant, and the manager's office is next to the store manager's office.
The lady at the front desk knocked on the door, and out came a girl in her mid-twenties, with short hair and a smart look, looking like a tomboy.
Nie Qingyu frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with this manager.
The girl looked at Nie Qingyu and An Ran at the same time, took out her mobile phone to compare, and finally laughed: "It turns out... the store manager is here!"
Who is the store manager? An Ran looked around carefully. Apart from her and Nie Qingyu, there was only the front desk lady.
"Store manager, you are finally here!" The girl came over and took the initiative to grab An Ran's hand and introduced herself enthusiastically: "My name is Zhou Han. Secretary Hao who is next to the president recommended me to come here as a manager. I mainly assist the store.
It’s a long job, if you have any tasks, just give me instructions!”
An Ran looked at Nie Qingyu. He was looking at her and slightly raising her lips, as if he was observing her reaction.
"It's so sudden...you didn't even tell me in advance." She felt that this was not a surprise, but a shock.
Nie Qingyu explained calmly: "You don't have a suitable job for the time being, so why not settle for a while as a transition. When you get used to it, we will discuss whether to further expand the business."
An Ran understood that this musical instrument store was Nie Qingyu's compensation for losing her job.
Some time ago, she accidentally revealed her plan to open a folk music store. Nie Qingyu asked Mrs. Liu to hand her a card worth three million. She didn't dare to accept it and returned it.
But she didn't expect that he still took this matter to heart, and suddenly gave her a big surprise.
"Considering that your temporary physical condition is not suitable for going to work on time every day, Manager Zhou will be responsible for the store's business and business arrangements during this period. After you are fully recovered, you will come here to take up the position of store manager." Nie Qingyu
Arrangements were made for her.
An Ran was silent for a long time and nodded slightly.
Nie Qingyu finally felt relieved. He took her hand again and suggested, "Let's go to your office and have a look."
After Nie Qingyu took An Ran to the store manager's office, Zhou Han quickly returned to the manager's office, picked up the landline receiver and dialed Hao Jingyu's cell phone.
"Cousin, the big boss really has to come to the store! Oh my god, he is so handsome! If it weren't for his good concentration, I would have fainted because of his handsomeness..."
"Zhou Han, calm down!" Hao Jingyu's professional and serious voice came from the phone: "You made a lot of mistakes in what you said just now. First of all, you should not call me by my personal name during working hours; secondly, CEO
Things at the grassroots level must be kept strictly confidential, are you just worried that the store employees won’t know about it because you are yelling about it?”
He was scolded as soon as he opened his mouth. Zhou Han dropped his face and whispered: "I am in my office, no one else is present. No one but me knows that the big boss came to inspect the work at the grassroots level..."
After a pause, she couldn't help but say: "There is also the new store manager An Ran, she and the big boss must be lovers!"
Mentioning An Ran, Zhou Han's desire for gossip rushed out like an uncontrollable force: "Cousin... No, Secretary Hao, I want to ask, is this musical instrument store really opened for the store manager? An Ran is fine.
Is An Ran the store manager?"
"You're here again! Why are you asking so much! In short, remember what I said, keep your mouth shut, don't talk too much, and listen more with your ears. Well, do you understand what I mean?" Hao Jingyu's final voice was low.
It's very long and meaningful.
Zhou Han understood: "I understand! I just supervise the store manager for the big boss. If I find any signs of something wrong with her, I must report everything to the big boss in a timely manner!"
Accompanied by Nie Qingyu, An Ran entered the store manager's room and saw that it was particularly spacious and bright.
Although the oversized floor-to-ceiling windows somewhat ruin the overall classical decoration style, they do increase lighting. In particular, this office also has a precious west window. Although the view from the second floor is not good, it does not prevent the precious sunset from shining into the room.
inside.
"I asked someone to measure it. Under normal circumstances, this house can get at least eight hours of lighting every day." Nie Qingyu was slightly dissatisfied. "The second floor is too low. It can get more than eight hours of lighting every day."
It’s not easy to live in a house.”
Especially in commercial pedestrian streets with high-rise buildings, every inch of land is at a premium. Here, the sunlight that can be obtained below the tenth floor is very rare and precious.
It can be said that the angle and location of the office room where An Ran is located were chosen carefully.
This musical instrument store was only chosen by him because the store manager's office had more than eight hours of daylight.
As Nie Qingyu spoke, he opened the cupboard with ease, took out a cup, and went to the water dispenser to get a cup of warm water for her.
An Ran saw that he was very familiar with the placement of things here. It was obvious that he had been here in person. Even... the decoration of every thing in this office was personally designated by him.
While drinking water, she said casually: "I don't live here, so why do I care about the lighting time in this house."
"I asked Huo Yan and he said that you have been experiencing some symptoms of mild depression recently. Appropriately increasing your time outside and harmonious interpersonal relationships can help you moderately relieve your depression. In addition, you must ensure at least eight hours of sunlight every day.
It can relieve depression." Nie Qingyu reminded her: "You can handle most of the work in this room. Staying in a bright place often is good for improving your mood and mental condition."
An Ran's scalp went numb after hearing this. Of course she knew who Huo Yan was! He was the authoritative psychiatric expert that Nie Qingyu often used to scare her.
Whenever she disobeyed, he threatened to send her to Huo Yan and lock her up.
As expected, Nie Qingyu often contacted Huo Yan, and they even discussed her mental state together. Thinking of this, she felt creepy.
"What's wrong?" Nie Qingyu couldn't help but look at her strangely when he saw that her face suddenly turned pale and her hand holding the water glass was trembling.
"I'm... mentally normal!" An Ran mustered up the courage and solemnly declared.