“Manager Fan, how could you do this? You did not even tell me in advance.”
Yao Ge was practically on the verge of tears.
How could he do this!
He had been waiting all this time for the set Fan Qing mentioned. He had prepared for so long and had been waiting every single day!
Not only did it not come, but now an entirely new set suddenly appeared.
Yao Ge looked aggrieved, but Fan Qing did not think much of it.
“You have to make a set anyway. It is all the same.”
So that was what he had forgotten.
He had forgotten about Yao Ge.
Fan Qing reflected on himself for one second.
It must have been because finding the perfect tool person had been too captivating, causing him to temporarily forget about Yao Ge.
So.
Fan Qing asked, “How have you been lately? Busy?”
So Manager Fan is not even going to explain?
Yao Ge huffed inwardly, angry but not daring to protest.
After muttering a few complaints in his heart, he obediently answered.
“I already finished the ones we talked about before. I have been waiting for the new set you mentioned. Since no one came, I worked on other things first.”
As he spoke, he went to retrieve them.
Very self-motivated.
Fan Qing liked people who were this self-driven.
Yao Ge truly was a promising talent in this regard.
Fan Qing thought with appreciation.
Yao Ge pulled out two new designs. Fan Qing’s eyes lit up the moment he saw them.
Not bad. One could be taken back for Brother Sheng, and he could find time to visit Nie Luo on set again with the other.
Speaking of which, when he last visited the set, he had deliberately observed the surroundings.
It was not as if there were no suitable places.
Actually, the car would not be bad either, though it might be a little too obvious.
Not bad. He could consider it later.
After finishing his thoughts, Fan Qing looked at Yao Ge with noticeably more approval.
See? So self-motivated.
Yao Ge really was a good prospect. Hopefully Jiang Mian would eventually reach this level as well.
“Manager Fan, when will that person come?”
Seeing Fan Qing take the clothes, Yao Ge quietly let out a sigh of relief.
Manager Fan always seemed to be in a good mood when receiving new designs.
He looked much easier to talk to.
“Jiang Mian will contact you. Probably within the next couple of days. Why?”
Yao Ge had even asked specially?
Yao Ge’s face flushed slightly.
“I—I will tidy up a bit these next couple of days…”
His voice grew softer and softer, and his head lowered more and more.
Only then did Fan Qing notice something—Yao Ge’s hair seemed longer.
And that was not all.
Fan Qing glanced around.
Scattered design drafts, trimmed scraps of fabric, and all kinds of materials were arranged very neatly.
But aside from the workspace, the rest of the place was impossible to look at.
Fan Qing: …
So other than his work area, this kid had turned the rest of his home into a disaster zone?
Yao Ge: !
It seemed Manager Fan had not noticed before?
If he had known, he would not have brought it up QAQ!
Fan Qing said, “Forget it. I will assign you an assistant.”
Not for anything else. Yao Ge’s time and hands should not be wasted on other matters.
Let professionals handle those things.
“Do you want to choose one yourself, or should I pick one for you?”
Yao Ge froze.
“What is the difference?”
Of course there was a difference.
Fan Qing explained, “This assistant would be your personal life assistant, so they would stay at your home. If I choose, I will just pick someone reliable. If you choose, you can pick someone you find pleasing to the eye—someone you like.”
Yao Ge thought for a moment and said softly, “Then you choose for me.”
He was not picky at all.
Fan Qing raised an eyebrow.
Still, he understood. Other than designing clothes, Yao Ge cared very little about anything else.
“Fine. I will pick someone and send them over. Their salary will be deducted directly from your share. No problem?”
With Yao Ge’s current earnings from working with them, an assistant’s salary was barely worth mentioning.
Yao Ge nodded.
Just as Fan Qing was about to leave, Yao Ge called out to him again.
“What is it?”
Rare. Yao Ge was taking the initiative to speak?
Fan Qing thought.
Yao Ge glanced at him and gathered his courage.
“Next time—next time remember to tell me first. O—or else…”
Or else what?
He faltered at that point.
“Do not worry. It will not happen again.”
This time, it truly was just an accident.
Fan Qing glanced up at the sky.
The assistant arrived at Yao Ge’s home before Jiang Mian did.
So when Jiang Mian brought her person over and stepped inside, instead of the slender and delicate young man she had seen in photos, she was greeted by a nearly two-meter-tall, heavily muscled man with a thick beard along his jaw.
Jiang Mian stopped in her tracks.
She could not help glancing at the door number.
It was correct.
Had she gone to the wrong building?
While she was still stunned, the muscular man’s deep, resonant voice spoke first.
“Manager Jiang, right? Please come in. Yao Ge is already waiting inside.”
As he spoke, he stepped slightly aside.
Jiang Mian responded a little sluggishly and instinctively followed him in.
It was not until she changed into the disposable slippers he had prepared that she suddenly came back to her senses.
How did she just walk in like that?
This man looks like he could take on ten of her at once!
While she was still thinking, Yuan Jing behind her spoke excitedly.
“I recognize you! Are you the one who came to see Brother Quan before? You are Brother Quan’s friend, right?”
His eyes sparkled as he looked at the muscular man.
The muscular man recognized him too. His older brother had previously been assigned to stay by Yuan Jing’s side.
“Hello, yes, that was me. Please sit for a while. Yao Ge just had a burst of inspiration. I suspect he will need to draw for a bit longer. If you interrupt his train of thought, it will take him a long time to pick it back up.”
Yuan Jing instinctively looked at Jiang Mian.
Jiang Mian had some understanding of this so-called artistic inspiration. She nodded.
She had deliberately cleared Yuan Jing’s schedule for today anyway.
After sitting down, she became curious about what Yuan Jing had just said.
“You know him?”
Is he not Yao Ge’s assistant? How does Yuan Jing know him instead?
Yuan Jing nodded obediently.
“Yes. Because of something before, Manager Fan once assigned a bodyguard to follow me. They seemed to have trained together.”
Trained together?
What kind of training?
Jiang Mian felt slightly confused.
She asked.
“Huh?”
Yuan Jing blinked, then answered vaguely.
“It was the one Manager Fan mentioned last time, about finding assistants through him. It seems Manager Fan collaborated with someone. The assistants from there are all very capable, and I think they have all been trained!”
Trained?
As Jiang Mian was thinking, she saw the nearly two-meter-tall man walking toward them.
She instinctively tensed.
Then the muscular man set down a cup of coffee and a glass of milk in front of them. He even placed a small plate of cookies on the table.
They were shaped like little cat heads—quite cute, actually.
“Please wait a bit. I will see if I can call Yao Ge out.”
Jiang Mian was momentarily speechless.
Something about the words and the actions felt oddly out of place.
Beside her, Yuan Jing naturally picked up the milk, took a sip, and bit into one of the cat-shaped cookies.
His eyes lit up.
“They are warm! And really tasty!”
Warm?
Jiang Mian picked one up as well.
Sure enough, it was still warm.
She could not help looking at the muscular man’s back—only then did she notice a tied knot behind him.
He was wearing an apron.
Jiang Mian: …Damn.
She had not noticed at all?
How does someone so tall and muscular manage to look so… domestic?
Even with her experience, she was briefly at a loss for words.
Fortunately, Yao Ge soon walked out, looking slightly bewildered.
Jiang Mian immediately composed herself.
“Designer Yao.”
“Ah, yes. You must be Jiang Mian?”
Yao Ge glanced over.
He recognized Yuan Jing, so the other one must be Jiang Mian.
Chest out, inhale!
He can do this!
Yao Ge encouraged himself inwardly, but unconsciously reached out and grabbed the edge of his assistant’s apron.
That is right!
They can do this!
The assistant lowered his head seventy-five degrees to look at the fingers clutching his apron.
Then he indulgently guided Yao Ge forward and began watching him speak with them.
His eyes looked straight ahead, his expression calm, completely ignoring the conversation at his side.
But his thoughts were elsewhere.
He had heard earlier that President Jin had arranged new placements for their group.
After the most outstanding batch had been taken by President Jin, the rest of them were gradually reassigned one by one.
At first, he wondered whether he should push himself harder to secure a position directly under President Jin.
Now, it seemed being an ordinary assistant was not bad at all.
His slight obsession with cleanliness was perfectly suited to tidying up. His hobbies of cooking and making small pastries were well satisfied. Occasionally, he even had to accompany Yao Ge out late at night for a walk—Yao Ge was truly afraid of crowds.
After thinking it through, he felt this job was actually quite good.
It was just that sometimes he had the strange illusion of becoming both father and mother at a young age.
“…I have an idea.”
Mid-conversation, Yao Ge suddenly spoke up.
The assistant’s ear twitched slightly. He was just about to stand.
His movement paused. The three others subconsciously looked over.
The assistant used his large, fan-like thumb and index finger to lift Yao Ge’s fingers off the edge of his apron.
“I will go get you paper and a pen.”
“Oh.”
Yao Ge responded, but could not help squeezing the apron edge twice more before letting go.
The assistant understood what he meant.
“I will be right back.”
“Okay.”
Yao Ge looked up at him with complete trust.
Assistant: …Why does the feeling of being both father and mother grow stronger by the second?
He was fast—really fast.
Before Jiang Mian even had a chance to think, he was already back with paper and pen.
Yao Ge visibly relaxed as the assistant returned.
Jiang Mian’s mind finally caught up.
She glanced at Yao Ge, then at the burly man beside him.
“So this one… is he the assistant Manager Fan assigned to Designer Yao?”
She couldn’t help but ask.
Yao Ge, buried in his drawing, didn’t even hear her.
The assistant nodded obediently. “Yes. After Manager Fan asked about my background, he selected me.”
Although he himself didn’t understand why he was chosen.
Honestly, among all the candidates, there weren’t many who looked suitable to be an assistant.
But according to Brother Quan, Manager Fan seemed to acknowledge President Jin as the big brother—perhaps this was his way of helping President Jin?
If that’s the case, Manager Fan truly was a good person.
Hearing this, Jiang Mian couldn’t help but feel a surge of respect.
She looked again at Yao Ge, now dwarfed beside the massive assistant.
No wonder Fan Qing chose this hulking man—an assistant with such presence and competence was perfect for Designer Yao.
Truly impressive.