If an employee privately asks about the boss's schedule, it is called gossip, but if it is done in person, it gives people the illusion of ambiguity.

Ding Yao was not afraid to make trouble and 'thoughtfully' pushed the still-unplugged phone in front of Wen Ran, “He's answered you. It's next Monday.”

Wen Ran blushed and denied it uselessly, “No.”

“Nothing?” asked the man on the other end of the phone.

The words were serious, but the tone was slightly teasing, “You're not asking me? Could it be the other President Yan of the company? My sister?”

Wen Ran, “...”

Yan Wangshu said “Oh——” and pretended to be polite, “How about I ask my sister for you?”

Wen Ran had never been so speechless.

It was clearly just a phone call, but she felt as if this person was standing in front of her, pushing her into the corner step by step.

She tried to push him away, but ended up pushing at the air.

She took a deep breath and said politely, “I am asking you because I have something urgent that I need to talk to you about, so I am asking.”

Without waiting for Ding Yao, who was trying not to laugh, and Yan Wangshu, who seemed to be in a good mood, to speak again, she ended the conversation herself, “President Yan, Mona, you guys chat slowly, I'm going to go out and do my work first.”

After saying that, Wen Ran nodded and smiled at Ding Yao, then turned and left the office.

Closing the office door, Wen Ran gritted his teeth and exhaled.

She seemed to understand this suffocating feeling.

Just amused.

Thinking of this, Wen Ran realized that this was not the first time Yan Wangshu teased her.

Wow, he’s dating a beautiful female star in F Country and teasing his employees remotely, so romantic!

Wen Ran returned to his workstation unhappily, propping up his head to calculate the time.

If Yan Wangshu comes back next Monday, then we have a weekend and there will definitely be enough time, or even more than enough.

Thinking of this, the unhappy mood just now dissipated.

Although she had plenty of time, Wen Ran was not one to procrastinate and she finished the wax carving on Thursday evening.

On Friday, Wen Ran brought the wax carving to the company and called Li Wan and Ivy to the cafe during the break after lunch, treated them to drinks and asked for their advice.

Ivy pinched the ring, in disbelief, “You made it? You can carve wax?”

It is not surprising for a jewelry designer to know a little bit about wax carving, but Wen Ran’s skills are obviously more than just a little bit. This is comparable to that of a professional hand-carving wax master.

In fact, this is all due to Bai Weiliang.

In this era of 3D modeling, Bai Weiliang believes that hand-made wax carving cannot be replaced by intelligence. Compared with 3D modeling, hand-made wax carving is more flexible, especially for flowers and plants.

He called it life force.

And the biggest advantage of hand-carved wax is that you can see the effect immediately and make adjustments.

Wen Ran brought the topic back to the topic, “Can you give me some advice?”

Ivy took a look at it and put down the wax carving. “I think it's great.”

Li Wan reached out and took it, looked at it carefully for more than two minutes, and gave substantive suggestions, “Ranran, look at the hollowing of the ring. I think it will be more flexible if it has a little undulation.”

Wen Ran took it and took a look at it, and felt that what Li Wan said made sense.

She smiled sweetly, “Thank you, Xiaowan.”

Sensing that Ivy was about to tease him, Wen Ran took the initiative and said, “Thank you too, Weiwei.”

Ivy chuckled, “Ranran, you are actually quite sensible.”

Wen Ran smiled and observed the carving wax. She decided to modify it at the weekend according to Li Wan's suggestion.

She suddenly felt a sense of joy that she was only one step away from success.

The next second, Yan Wangshu's face suddenly flashed in Wen Ran's mind. She frowned. What if he still disagreed?

Wen Ran stopped his wild thoughts in time.

She understood that all guessing was a waste of time and energy before the results came out.

Coincidentally, Wen Ran just thought of Yan Wangshu when he heard Ivy utter Yan Wangshu's name.

Ivy held up her phone and showed the screen to Li Wan, looking gossipy. “Didn't the Internet say that President Yan and Yan Ran would return to China together? Why is Yan Ran still in F Country right now?”

Wen Ran went over Ivy's words, Yan Wangshu returned to China?

Isn't it Monday?

“Weiwei.” Wen Ran asked, “President Yan returned to China?”

“Yes.” Ivy raised the screen of her phone. “Someone posted on Weibo that he was on the same flight as President Yan and Yan Ran was not with him.”

That person was just gossiping about pink news.

Wen Ran asked again, “When did you come back?”

Ivy glanced at her phone. “He landed an hour ago. To prove his authenticity, he even posted photos and his flight ticket.”

Is this, really coming back early?

Wen Ran frowned, looking at the wax carving in his hand, thinking childishly, how could he... not keep his word, he clearly said next Monday.

Ivy thought Wen Ran also had a hidden gossip system, and said, “Look, look, the fans are arguing, saying that Yan Ran is lying and wants to marry into a wealthy family...”

Wen Ran doesn't gossip. She couldn't bear to listen anymore and started to worry.

Later, Wen Ran thought that Yan Wangshu, a busy man, might have come back early because of urgent matters at the company. As for her saying that she had something to talk to him about, he would never take it to heart. So, she still went to see him next Monday as planned.

This plan was disrupted when Wen Ran went to the bathroom.

She met Ding Yao, and Ding Yao called her over.

Ding Yao, “Let me tell you something, President Yan is back.”

Wen Ran, “...”

Seeing her expressionless and dull, Ding Yao reminded her, “Don't you have something to ask him?”

“ yes.”

“He will come to the company in the afternoon.”

Wen Ran smiled stiffly, “Okay.”

“He said he would give you half an hour.”

Wen Ran, “!!!”

What?

What did he say?

What did he give?

What half an hour?

Ding Yao saw that her mind seemed to be wandering, and blinked, “Look, isn't our President Yan very considerate of his subordinates?”

“...”

Ding Yao pursed her lips and sighed, “Wen Ran, there are not many men like our President Yan...oh no, there are not many bosses like him.”

“...”

She said earnestly, “You have to be good...”

Ding Yao swallowed the word “cherish” and replaced it with “You have to work hard.”

Wen Ran stared at him, and replied very dryly, “Okay.”

Wen Ran returned to his workstation and used his still-flexible brain to come up with a fairly workable solution.

The company has a wax carving group and she can go there to borrow tools.

But the only obstacle to this solution was that Wen Ran did not know his colleagues in the wax carving group.

Wen Ran immediately found Ivy, who was popular with people, and asked for help, “Weiwei, do you know any colleagues in the wax carving group?”

Ivy shook her head and laughed at herself, “How long have I been here? How can I know the wax carving team? They're two floors apart, and they're all uncles!”

Wen Ran, “…” depressed.

“Why don't you ask Xiaowan? She has done independent work and should have come into contact with it.”

Wen Ran found Li Wan, but Li Wan also said he didn't know him.

The wax carving team of Carlyle Company is full of experienced and qualified masters. Their daily work is to serve the haute joallerie Design Department. Because the Counter Product Design Department, whether in terms of output or production specifications, choose 3D printing is definitely more appropriate and efficient, so Li Wan has never come into contact with colleagues in the wax carving team.

She also told us some unfriendly news, that the masters in the wax carving group all have bad tempers.

Wen Ran lowered her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, “Okay.”

Li Wan, “Why are you looking for someone from the wax carving group?”

“That ring.” Wen Ran was in a low mood. “I want to change the height of the hollow part of the ring. I want to borrow some tools.”

This is a difficult situation.

Like those traditional craftsmen, their tools are private and they will not lend them to anyone.

Li Wan looked at Wen Ran's pitiful appearance and asked with concern, “Now? So urgent?”

Wen Ran didn't know why, but she felt that Yan Wangshu would not tolerate any flaws. She became inexplicably cautious, as if she was facing a very important exam with a flawed work.

My heart is in pain.

She nodded, “Urgent.”

Li Wan changed the subject and said, “I know someone from the jade carving group, is that okay? They are all carving tools anyway!”

Wen Ran raised his head, his eyes lit up, “That's fine.”

The jade carving group is on the third floor, next to the wax carving group.

The jade carving group's office is quite large, with many tools and machines, but there is only one young man.

Although it was lunch time, the man did not rest and continued cutting a piece of jade amid the humming sound of the machine.

Li Wan and Wen Ran walked over and waited for a while before the mechanical sound stopped.

Li Wan immediately stepped forward and greeted him, “Brother Liang, excuse me for interrupting you.”

Liang Zimo and Li Wan are schoolmates, but they don’t keep in touch on a regular basis, so they are not very close.

“Li Wan?” Liang Zimo turned his head to look at Li Wan, then at Wen Ran. The little girl was holding fruit tea and snacks in her hands, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Liang Zimo asked Li Wan, “Why are you here?”

Li Wan supported Wen Ran's waist and said, “This is my friend. I want to ask you for a small favor.”

Wen Ran immediately stepped forward and handed over the drinks and snacks in his hand, “Hello, Senior Brother Liang, I would like to borrow your tools, is that possible?”

Liang Zimo raised his head sideways, his tone was calm, “I don't eat sweets, thank you.”

So cool.

Wen Ran shamelessly responded, “Then I'll buy you something unsweet.”

With that, she turned quickly and walked towards the door.

“Hey!” Liang Zimo called her, “Put your things on the table over there, and take whatever you need yourself.”

This is promised.

Wen Ran thanked him repeatedly, put the things on the table, then walked to the workbench, took out the ring wax mold, and compared and selected the tools.

Wen Ran said in a muffled voice, “Xiao Wan, go take a nap first. You don't have to wait for me. I need some time.”

After Li Wan left.

Liang Zimo took a curious look and said, “You should go to the wax carving group to borrow tools.”

“We don't know anyone from the carving wax group.” Wen Ran replied.

She spoke softly, without looking up, her bright eyes carefully selecting tools on the workbench.

There were so many tools here that it was dizzying. Some of them were things Wen Ran had never seen before. They were probably custom-made, so she had to find familiar and suitable tools to be sure.

Liang Zimo shook his head helplessly.

She didn't know anyone from the wax carving group, so she came to the jade carving group to borrow tools? The plates were different, so the tools were naturally different. I don't know what she was thinking.

However, as an outsider, you naturally don’t understand the difference and just think the tools are similar.

Wen Ran picked out the most delicate hammer and was about to start working.

Liang Zimo kindly warned him, “You'll be ruined if you go down like this.”

Wen Ran tilted his head, looking at him in confusion.

Liang Zimo explained, “It will crack.”

“Oh, thank you for your reminder.” Wen Ran retracted his gaze, “But no, my hands are very steady.”

Liang Zimo didn't understand where her confidence came from and started doing his own thing.

After a while, Liang Zimo turned off the machine and was about to take a break when he remembered that there was a girl next to him.

He looked over curiously and saw the girl with her head lowered, holding the wax model in one hand and a hammer in the other, gently, carefully, and slowly grinding the hollow edge of the ring arm.

As she said, her hands were really steady, her knuckles were slightly raised from the force, and her fingertips were white.

The hair by her ears slid down to her cheeks and brushed the tip of her nose, but she remained so steady that not even her breathing fluctuated.

Liang Zimo didn't dare to disturb her, for fear of ruining her plans, but he couldn't take his gaze away.

After all, this was the first time he had seen such a young girl who was capable of controlling tools.

He even felt that this girl was very hidden.