Chapter 33 You're Still Here, Makka Pakka

"You ask for too much, be careful not to hurt yourself."

"That won't happen, I have a good sense of proportion."

Wen Yan couldn't understand their conversation.

She simply played with Angela.

Angela was very well-behaved and especially attached to her, wanting to be fed by her even during meals.

"It seems Miss Wen has a connection with our Gigi," An Xi Leng said with a half-smile.

Before Wen Yan could speak, Ye Zong said, "Our Xinghua people have always been the most charming, otherwise, we wouldn't have attracted the Anta Group."

"Heh," An Xi Leng snorted.

Wen Yan felt that the aura of the two big shots was too strong, making it difficult for her to breathe between them.

After finally finishing the meal, Wen Yan could finally slip away.

"Miss Wen, thank you for taking care of our Gigi, I'll see you out," An Xi Leng said, curling his lips into a charming smile.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Mr. An. Miss Wen is leaving with me," Ye Zong said.

Two powerful and charming men stood on either side of her.

Wen Yan looked up, almost wanting to cry.

"Um, I can take a taxi back myself, thank you both," Wen Yan said cautiously.

"I'll take you," Ye Zong glanced at her coldly and turned to walk out.

An Xi Leng sneered, "Miss Wen, why don't I see you out? You can spend a little more time with Angela."

Wen Yan gritted her teeth.

After all, Ye Zong was her direct superior, and An Xi Leng was just a client. She might as well go with Ye Zong!

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. An. I think it's had enough to eat. Don't be too harsh on it, it will eat obediently. I'll be leaving with Ye Zong now."

Wen Yan finished speaking and followed Ye Zong's pace.

In the luxurious Rolls-Royce, the interior was spacious yet the atmosphere was cold.

The man sat on the leather seat with a laptop on his lap, his voice cold: "Not too stupid after all."

"Ah?"

"Address."

Wen Yan gave her home address.

All the way, she didn't dare to say much, watching the scenery outside the window speed by, wishing it would go faster.

Indeed, accompanying a powerful person is like accompanying a tiger.

Finally arriving at her destination, Wen Yan let out a long sigh of relief and got out of the car after thanking Ye Zong.

Upon returning home, Wen Yan didn't see Leng Xun Ze.

She called him to inquire.

"I ate at the construction site today. I'll be back very late tonight, no need to wait for me," the man said.

"Okay~ You've worked hard, husband."

Wen Yan's sweet voice.

As soon as the call ended, Wen Yan felt completely relaxed and immediately took off her clothes to take a bath.

No longer needing to bring all her clothes into the bathroom because someone was around.

When she came out, she was only wrapped in a thin bath towel, lying on the bed playing.

Occupying the entire bed by herself, she tossed and turned, feeling uncomfortable.

Indeed, one is most free when alone.

Wen Yan didn't enjoy her freedom for long before quickly taking out paper and pen to ponder her bid work.

There would be many participants in the Anta Group's bid.

Now that she only had entry qualification, she dared not relax her vigilance.

She concentrated on drawing for nearly two hours, starting to yawn, but still didn't put down her pen. However, after lying on the bed for a while, she fell asleep from exhaustion.

Night deepened, and silence reigned.

Before long, the bedroom door opened.

Footsteps approached, stopping by the bed.

Seeing the girl's attire, his slender fingers quickly pulled the quilt over her, then picked up the paper and pen.

Leng Xun Ze glanced at it, a flicker of admiration in his eyes.

This girl... actually has some skill.

It's just...

He made a few minor adjustments, put down the pen, took a bath, and got into bed. However, as soon as he got into bed, he was hugged.

The girl's soft body clung to him, her fragrance enveloping him.

The man's body stiffened for a moment, and he pulled her away. But the next second, the girl snuggled up to him again, burying her small head in his chest and finally finding a comfortable position to continue sleeping.

The girl slept soundly.

Leng Xun Ze took a deep breath.

This night, one slept extremely comfortably, while the other endured torment.

When she woke up in the morning, Wen Yan was woken by the sound of bathing.

Leng Xun Ze was back?

But why was he showering so early in the morning?

Wen Yan noticed the design draft on the table and quickly picked it up. She wanted to continue drawing while she had inspiration in the morning, but she didn't expect...

The clothes in the design draft had been altered.

The changes were not significant, but they instantly made the overall design more harmonious and beautiful.

Only... could have touched her design draft.

"Husband."

She called out.

The sound of bathing stopped.

A moment later, footsteps approached.

The man walked out wearing a white t-shirt and casual pants. He was tall and slender, exuding an overwhelming aura of masculinity in the early morning.

"Husband..." Wen Yan was a little stunned.

Leng Xun Ze: "What is it?"

"Ah, this, did you draw this design draft?"

"Yes. I made some modifications for you, what do you think?"

"It's great, husband, you're amazing! You can design?"

Wen Yan excitedly got out of bed, but suddenly felt a chill and remembered she was only wearing her underwear. Blushing, she returned to the bed.

The next second, clothes were thrown onto her.

The man's faint voice came: "Did you forget what I do? People who work in the same field will know what they need."

This statement struck Wen Yan's heart.

Yes, only those in the same situation would know what they truly desired.

"So that's how it is, I understand, thank you, husband!" Wen Yan was excited.

Therefore, the first thing Wen Yan did after going to work was not to work, but to find a way to contact the Anta staff.

She invited a few of them out for coffee.

"You're the designer who designs clothes for us! How lucky! It's the first time a designer has considered our feelings!" They were all very excited.

Wen Yan smiled: "I'm not sure if I'll be chosen, but I'll do my best."

"No, we believe you can do it. The previous uniforms were all show and no substance, and extremely inconvenient to wear while working. Especially for us who work at sea, it's very cold. We are all young, but we already have chronic leg pain." They looked at each other, and in the air-conditioned coffee shop, they all had clothes covering their knees.

Wen Yan felt a pang of sympathy: "You can tell me more, I'll write it all down."

"Okay. Also, when we're at sea, we have to welcome guests and set things up. The fabric of the previous clothes was too stiff. Once, I tore my clothes because I moved too much. Oh my god, it was so embarrassing!"

"Yes, I remember that time. We also told our superiors many times, but how could they care about our ideas? Those uniforms were flashy but impractical, and easily damaged. We had to buy new ones, and each uniform was expensive and useless..."

Several employees said a lot.

Wen Yan diligently took notes.

The next day, upon returning to the company, Wen Yan buried herself in revising her design draft.

She was busy until noon when Zhang Zhikun invited them to lunch.

In the cafeteria.

Yang Qian sighed: "These past few days have really exhausted me. I wasn't as tired in the previous week as I am these past two days!"

"How's your project going?" Zhang Zhikun asked.

"I went out on assignments and only got a small order."

Zhang Zhikun: "That's not bad. Although we get big projects, we're not guaranteed to win them. At least your order is 100% secured."

"However, Wen Yan's project is definitely going to be secured. Yesterday, I happened to see Wen Yan chatting with an employee from Anta Group," Liu Huanhuan said with a smile as she passed by them.

She sat down near them.

"Why were you talking to an Anta Group employee?" Yang Qian asked Wen Yan in shock.

"Of course, it's to join Anta Group's bid. Wen Yan is quite clever. If she can't meet the person in charge, maybe she can get into the bid through an employee." This time, Luo Ziyu spoke. Luo Ziyu and Wan Zhihua sat next to Liu Huanhuan.

Wan Zhihua was usually aloof and didn't talk much.

Yang Qian felt a headache coming on: "It's over, we've definitely lost this time! Sigh! My performance is low enough, and Wen Yan's project is also ruined. Luo Ziyu has already entered the bid, and you're still here rambling."