Aesthetic Formula

Chapter 45: real identity

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Huo Xun did not call, but sent a message to ask Ding Yinan, expressing that he wanted him to think clearly and not to reply in a hurry.

Although Ding Yinan would not consider returning to Jiushan Office, he had to admit that being recruited by the former boss with a lot of money was not a good feeling.

He handed the phone screen to Huo Zhixiao and asked, "Is Mr. Huo giving in?"

In Ding Yinan's perception, Huo Xun is not a person who would give in to Huo Zhixiao. Perhaps as Huo Zhixiao said, Huo Xun thought that Huo Zhixiao's resignation was a joke, but when he realized that this was not the case, he became anxious.

"This little concession is nothing." Huo Zhixiao said, "I will marry you back home in the future."

Marrying home means coming out publicly, which is more difficult than quitting a job.

Ding Yinan didn't answer, he was much more realistic than Huo Zhixiao, and no one could say for sure about his feelings. Everything in the future is too far away, it's better to live in the present moment.

The next morning, Ding Yinan received a call from Huo Xun. At this time, he was arranging hotels and flights for the invited guests, when the word "Huo Xun" suddenly popped up on the screen of his mobile phone, which made him insane for a second.

He originally planned to reply to Huo Xun during the lunch break at noon, but he didn't expect Huo Xun to be so impatient, so he called directly to urge him.

"Mr. Huo, hello." Ding Yinan answered the phone.

"How do you think about it?" Huo Xun asked straight to the point.

Sure enough, it was the style of the former boss, not dragging his feet at all.

"I wanted to contact you at noon," Ding Yinan said first, showing that he didn't mean to leave Huo Xun alone, "That's right, Mr. Huo, I've already started working here, and I won't leave the job in a short time idea."

"I said, you can raise the annual salary as you like."

"It's not a matter of annual salary."

Now that he has resigned, Ding Yinan no longer needs to talk to Huo Xun respectfully. He continued: "My working environment here is very free, and I think this is more important than salary."

"You mean it's not free to work here?" Huo Xun asked.

"I'm not free." Ding Yinan pursed his lips and said cryptically, "...but my boss is not free."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and Huo Xun's anger could be faintly felt when the voice rang again.

"Is this what you negotiated?"

"No." Ding Yinan told the truth, but omitted his relationship with Huo Zhixiao just right, "I decided to resign first, without discussing with Huo Shi, Huo Shi may have been influenced by me."

"Of course he was influenced by you!" Huo Xun's voice rose sharply, but he quickly calmed down, "Assistant Ding, I appreciate your ability to work, so I also understand why Zhi Xiao relies on you so much. "

Ding Yinan's heart was immediately cordoned off, he had a premonition that Huo Xun was about to start playing a soft policy, and this kind of gentle win over was not easy to deal with, and was also very time consuming.

"Maybe you think I put too much pressure on Zhi Xiao, but if you put your heart into my heart, you will know from my standpoint that I am doing this for his own good."

"this… "

"Architectural design is also divided into mainstream and non-mainstream. His non-mainstream designs are not suitable for commercial use. Now I let him adapt to the business model to lay the foundation for him to take over Jiushan Office in the future. Do you think I want to see, can his whimsical designs be recognized by clients? Can they be recognized by colleagues in the firm?"

Ding Yinan is not a professional, and he doesn't know what is mainstream and what is non-mainstream. But he really wanted to say that at least Huo Zhixiao had gained his approval.

Art creation doesn't have to be related to business. What Huo Xun said made Ding Yinan feel that Huo Zhixiao's departure was the right choice.

But having said that, with his experience, he couldn't argue with Huo Xun on this level of reasoning, so he had no choice but to reply: "Mr. Huo, I think what you said is very reasonable, and the approval of the public is the most important. "

"It's good that you know." Huo Xun said, "I contacted you suddenly last night because I found out that this brat opened a studio by himself. Does he know how difficult it is to start from scratch?"

"It's really not easy." Ding Yinan echoed, and then changed the subject, "But Master Huo seems to have received a new client."

"Do you want to do interior design?" Huo Xun snorted coldly, "Is this a project that can't be put on the table?"

"But..." Ding Yinan paused, speaking slowly on purpose, "Isn't the new project you arranged for him also an interior design?"

Many people always take it for granted to criticize others, but completely forget that self-reflection is a prerequisite for criticizing others. Huo Xun obviously didn't realize that the job he asked Huo Zhixiao to do was exactly what he said could not be put on the table.

Ding Yinan's words hit the point, this time the phone was silent for a long time.

"That's different." Huo Xun said slowly, his tone was not as natural as before, and his voice was not as strong as before, "I can give him life security, and if he goes out to work alone, can interior design support his expenses? "

"You're right." Ding Yinan agreed, "So why don't you let him torment for a while? When he finds that he can't support himself, he will naturally return to your side."

Huo Xun fell silent again, and after a while, he dropped "That's it" and hung up the phone.

Ding Yinan let out a long sigh of relief, he found that Huo Xun is strong, but he is not an unreasonable person. When he realizes that there is a loophole in the logic of his behavior, he will no longer be stubborn, because it does seem a bit unseemly.

It is not easy to find Huo Xun's loopholes, and Ding Yinan is not sure that he can continue to deal with it like this in the future.

If Huo Xun finds out that his real identity is not "assistant" but "daughter-in-law"...

Just thinking about it gives him a headache, Ding Yinan really hopes that this day will never come.

As the weekend approached, all aspects of Lin Guo's celebration party had been arranged, and all he had to do was wait for Lin Guo to confirm.

As expected of a big star, until now, Ding Yinan hadn't seen his clients, and Huo Zhixiao's side was the same.

"His assistant asked me to go to the scene this afternoon."

Huo Zhixiao leaned against the wall of the entrance, watching Ding Yinan prepare to go out.

"He's going back to China today." Ding Yinan adjusted his tie in the full-length mirror, "We made an appointment to see the party venue in the morning."

"Then let me know in advance," Huo Zhixiao said, "Is he a good person to get in touch with?"

"Okay." Ding Yinan pecked Huo Zhixiao's chin, then hurried out the door with his bag.

The celebration party was set at a high-end membership-only bar, located on the top floor of a certain building. It was very private, and people without an invitation letter could not even come to the floor where the bar was located.

Ding Yinan, Yuan Feng and others waited for nearly an hour in the closed bar before Lin Guo and his team arrived late.

Neither Ding Yinan nor Huo Zhixiao had watched Lin Guo's film and television works before, but after receiving this job, the two found Lin Guo's award-winning film to watch. It has to be said that people like the two of them who are so picky about movies can't find something worth complaining about in Lin Guo's acting skills.

Looking at the big screen, I still don't feel much. Seeing the real Lin Guo, even Ding Yinan, who doesn't follow stars, can't help sighing. The big stars are really different from ordinary people. They seem to reveal a sense of immortality in every gesture.

Lin Guo is about 1.8 meters tall, with a delicate appearance and a slender back. As soon as Ding Yinan saw him, a thought came to Ding Yinan's mind: This person meets Huo Zhixiao's aesthetic standards.

"How did you arrange it for the media?" Lin Guo asked Yuan Feng who was following him while wandering around the bar.

"After nine o'clock, we will ask friends from the media to leave." Yuan Feng replied, "We have already greeted them."

"I know." Lin Guo stopped and looked at Yuan Feng expressionlessly, "I mean those media 'friends' who were not invited."

"Don't worry about that." Yuan Feng said, "We have arranged rest rooms for the guests in the hotel downstairs, and those paparazzi can't come in, and they won't know who lives in the room with whom."

The point is the last sentence, which means that these guests can let go and play.

"Well, good." Lin Guo responded with satisfaction, and then asked about the arrangements for that night.

It's a serious celebratory party, with champagne towers and celebratory cake, at least until nine o'clock. But after nine o'clock, there will be many links to mobilize the atmosphere, such as pole dancing performances and so on.

Yuan Feng signed an agreement with Lin Guo, not only to ensure that he had a good time, but also ensured that he would not cause trouble, which is why he charged a very high fee for hosting a party.

After everything was settled on the day of the party, the group planned to leave the bar together.

Ding Yinan happened to be walking obliquely behind Lin Guo's assistant, he took out his mobile phone and sent Huo Zhixiao a message: Fortunately, it's not difficult to get in touch.

Yuan Feng told Ding Yinan during the chat before that some customers are very picky, and even have specific requirements for the lighting of the party. There are also customers who will change their minds temporarily, and suddenly ask for a temporary replacement after clearly booking the venue.

Ding Yinan hadn't seen Lin Guo himself these days, and always felt that such a big star would be a difficult person to serve, but he didn't expect that today's process would be unexpectedly smooth.

[Huo Zhixiao: I'm at the gate of his new housing complex]

[Huo Zhixiao: His assistant told me to come right now, but there is no one around]

[Huo Zhixiao: Are you kidding me?]

[Huo Zhixiao: Angry at three hundred years old.jpg]

Ding Yinan looked at the emoji and wanted to laugh, and continued to message Huo Zhixiao.

[Ding Yinan: We also waited for him for nearly an hour just now]

[Ding Yinan: Now this side is over, he should go to your side]

As soon as the news was sent, Ding Yinan heard the conversation between Lin Guo's assistant and Lin Guo.

"Brother Lin, are you going to the new house now?"

"Let's eat first."

"The designer introduced by Sister Song has arrived."

"Then you let him eat before coming back."

"Why don't you call him together?" The assistant pushed his glasses and lowered his voice, "I've seen him before, he's totally your thing."