Ding Yinan put the bamboo dragonfly into the desk drawer of the guest bedroom, and put it together with the luminous handmade ring.
After the house grows, there is also a place for things that are "in case you need them" but "may never be useful". But now Ding Yinan doesn't feel that these things take up space, because it is because of these trivial things that the details of life become vivid and bright.
"Look at this adjustable table."
On the sofa in the living room, Ding Yinan handed the tablet to Huo Zhixiao who was sitting cross-legged, and then took out his mobile phone to calculate the purchase cost.
"Is this the same model used by Jiushan Office?" Huo Zhixiao asked.
"It's a little cheaper than the one from the office." Ding Yinan put down his phone, leaned against Huo Zhixiao, brushed the screen with his hand and said, "This one uses a different motor."
"It's up to you to decide." Huo Zhixiao handed the tablet back to Ding Yinan, "I trust my wife."
When Ding Yinan was an assistant to Huo Zhixiao before, Huo Zhixiao's black gold credit card was always on Ding Yinan's side. No matter what Huo Zhixiao wanted to buy, he would directly ask Ding Yinan to buy it, and he just took care of receiving it.
Now Huo Zhixiao's credit card is still in Ding Yinan's possession, it's just that Ding Yinan decides what to buy.
"Okay, then I'll pay."
Ding Yinan entered the payment password on the webpage, but at this moment an email popped up on the top of the screen.
At the same time, the computer on Huo Zhixiao's lap also sounded an email notification. He clicked on it for a while, and then asked Ding Yinan strangely: "What is this?"
Huo Zhixiao's work email was also logged on the tablet, Ding Yinan looked at the content of the email, and said to Huo Zhixiao: "I posted an advertisement for our studio in the alumni group, and a senior sister is leaving yours." CV."
"Then what happened to her bidding?" Huo Zhixiao asked.
"That senior sister works in the Construction Bureau. Recently, the city plans to build a film museum." Ding Yinan said, "She read your resume and thought it was good, so she asked our studio to bid."
Huo Zhixiao pulled the email to the bottom, and clicked on the attachment named "Resume".
In fact, Huo Zhixiao doesn't have a personal resume, because the prince doesn't need a resume. Jiushan Office is not worried about not being able to receive projects, and Huo Zhixiao has never stopped working.
And the resume in the mailbox was made by Ding Yinan for Huo Zhixiao all day, giving a detailed introduction of his previous awards and outstanding architectural projects.
Huo Zhixiao carefully turned to the last page, and when he raised his head again, he looked at Ding Yinan with more enthusiasm than when he was three hundred years old when he saw dog food. He put the laptop aside, leaned towards Ding Yinan and said, "How can I have such a good wife as you?"
"Come on." Ding Yinan mercilessly pushed Huo Zhixiao's face away, "It's working time now."
"Wife is fine everywhere," Huo Zhixiao retreated dully, and complained unhappily, "It's just too rigid."
"How about I give you a rigid try on the bed?" Ding Yinan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"No, I'm going to work now."
Ding Yinan smiled softly, and said again: "I'm going to interview for a design assistant in the afternoon, do you have any requirements?"
"No." Huo Zhixiao said, "Just as good as you."
... Is this still called
In the afternoon, Ding Yinan made an appointment with three job seekers for an interview. Since the studio was not yet ready, he could only arrange to meet at a nearby coffee shop.
The first job applicant was a third-year graduate student with good conditions in all aspects. Dan Ding Yinan asked a few stressful interview questions, and he became obviously nervous and anxious. Such a psychological quality is obviously not suitable for working under Huo Zhixiao.
The second job seeker has three years of work experience. The reason for resigning from his previous job was that he felt that his boss's professional ability was poor, and it would not be good for him to continue to work. Ding Yinan asked back what constitutes good professional ability, but this person rambled on for a long time and said a lot of empty words.
The third job seeker was a senior freshman. He had the least experience among the three, but he looked very solid and reliable. No matter what kind of questions Ding Yinan asked, he could answer them calmly.
Ding Yinan wanted to continue chatting about the design works, but at this moment his cell phone rang, and it was the delivery driver who had arrived nearby.
A few days ago, Ding Yinan bought a tax control disk for invoicing, and now both the tax disk and the printer have been sent over.
"Guo Yi, right?"
Ding Yinan looked at the name on the resume in his hand, then looked at the person sitting across from him and asked, "Would you like to visit the studio upstairs? We can continue talking."
Guo Yi nodded and said, "Okay."
Compared with large platforms with fierce competition, some job seekers prefer to work in small start-up companies, because there will be more room for advancement.
Guo Yi obviously came here for this point, and he didn't show any disappointment about the ordinary apartment building environment.
But Ding Yinan still said: "The studio has just been established, and when there are more people, we will change places."
As soon as the voice fell, the elevator arrived at the floor. Ding Yinan bent down to pick up the printer, but before he could stand up straight, he felt a soreness in his back, which made him put the printer on the ground again with a bang.
Ding Yinan is so young that he can't even hold a printer. He just fought too hard with Huo Zhixiao on the bed recently, which made the muscles on his back a little overworked.
"Well, let me do it." Guo Yi took the initiative to pick up the printer on the ground, walked out of the elevator, looked around and asked, "Which way are you going?"
Ding Yinan reported the house number, and then casually observed Guo Yi.
Guo Yi's height is about 1.85 meters. He has a solid figure and dark skin. He should be the type who likes sports.
After putting the printer in the room, Ding Yinan chatted with Guo Yi again. Guo Yi is also from the countryside. Something happened at home a while ago, which caused him to miss the early school recruitment.
He spoke frankly enough, didn't have too much thoughtfulness, and his design works were above the passing line, so Ding Yinan decided to hire him to work.
"Do you have something to do later?" Ding Yinan asked, "We can have a meal and talk about our future work."
"Yes, yes." Guo Yilian nodded twice, the joy of getting the offer was beyond words.
Ding Yinan took Guo Yi to a nearby Hunan restaurant, and then sent a message to Huo Zhixiao, asking him to come over for dinner and meet the new employees by the way.
Huo Zhixiao came to the store in pajamas and pajamas, and Guo Yi, who was new to the workplace, was confused by his lazy appearance.
"This is Mr. Huo from our studio." Ding Yinan bravely finished the introduction, then looked at Huo Zhixiao and said, "This is the new employee, Xiao Guo."
Guo Yi greeted cautiously: "Master Huo, hello, I have seen your award-winning works, they are really creative."
Huo Zhixiao nodded, and said lightly: "Hello."
Guo Yi obviously didn't know how to continue the chat, so Ding Yinan had no choice but to pick up the conversation and chat about the next work arrangement.
Not long after, the waiter brought out dishes one by one.
When ordering food earlier, Ding Yinan asked Guo Yi's taste, he said that there are no taboos, he can eat anything. However, after serving the dishes, Ding Yinan found that this was not the case.
A plate of stir-fried pork can make him extremely spicy. He is obviously sweating profusely on his forehead, but he pretends to be calm on the surface.
"Are you okay?" Ding Yinan handed Guo Yi a tissue, "Why don't you rinse it with water before eating?"
"I'm fine." Guo Yi insisted, "Spicy tastes good."
Ding Yinan couldn't help but find it funny, this younger brother obviously doesn't have any work experience, and he doesn't want to leave a bad impression on his boss, so he will do whatever the boss does.
"You don't have to do this." Ding Yinan said softly, "Work is important, but you don't have to force yourself to do everything."
After finishing speaking, Ding Yinan asked the waiter to bring a bowl of boiling water, then boiled some dishes himself, and put them in Guo Yi's bowl.
"Just say so if you can't eat spicy food," Ding Yinan said, "It's not a big deal."
Guo Yi wiped off the sweat from his forehead embarrassingly, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ding."
Ding Yinan withdrew his chopsticks and was about to continue eating, but at this moment he suddenly felt two death rays shooting from the other side. When he looked up, he saw Huo Zhixiao staring at him and Guo Yi expressionlessly.
Ding Yinan shrugged, and signaled with his eyes: New employees, please take care of them.
Huo Zhixiao frowned, and protested with his eyes: "Try to take care of me again?"
"By the way, Mr. Ding," Guo Yi raised his head, "Then when do I start working?"
"The office supplies will probably arrive the day after tomorrow. I will give you some work in the next two days. You can do it at home first."
Guo Yi made an OK gesture and said, "No problem."
After dinner, Ding Yinan took Guo Yi to a nearby station and told him which way to go to work was the shortest.
After Guo Yi left, Huo Zhixiao, who had been silent all this time, finally broke out, and asked Ding Yinan in a bad tone, "Is there anyone like you as a boss?"
Ding Yinan admits that he thinks it is not easy for a newcomer in the workplace, so he is very kind to new employees, but what does this have to do with how he is a boss
He asked strangely: "What's wrong with me?"
Huo Zhixiao said: "Have you ever seen my dad personally send the employees off work?"
"What's the difference?" Ding Yinan said, "There are only two people in our studio, how can there be such a clear class relationship?"
"Of course." Huo Zhixiao frowned, "His immediate superior is me, you can't communicate with him beyond the level."
"Then what do you mean, if I want to arrange for him to work, you have to relay it?" Ding Yinan asked.
"That's right." Huo Zhixiao took it for granted, "Your boss status belongs to me alone."
Ding Yinan couldn't laugh or cry: "Where do you have so many fallacies?"
Huo Zhixiao said angrily: "How is this absurd?"
The two of you said one sentence to another, from the station to the door of the house, but they still didn't understand the company's authority.
In the end, Ding Yinan was too lazy to talk nonsense, and took out his ultimate trump card and said, "Huo Zhixiao, who is the boss of the company?"
Huo Zhixiao didn't continue to argue, but still said with an unhappy face: "Honey, you are so ruthless."
Ding Yinan raised his eyebrows, and replied coldly: "Because I'm your boss."
After saying this, Ding Yinan opened the door and stepped into the hallway.
The next second, he loosened the tie on his chest, looked back at Huo Zhixiao, exhaled helplessly, and said in a soft tone: "Okay, I'm your wife now, tell me, how can I make you happy?"