Fang Siyan was struggling with his work. Because of Bai Lijingming's presence, he had to think about how to deal with that situation in everything he did.
On the other hand, Ding Ruola was in high spirits. The balance payment for the previous cooperation had been settled, and the studio had a new cooperation.
A well - known wedding company in Kyoto had agreed to cooperate with Ding Ruola.
The key for a wedding company to retain customers was a variety of wedding dresses. If it lacked competitiveness in this aspect, it would lose both women and men.
Previously, the wedding company had cooperated with Jiana. But due to problems with the designer there, they had changed several studios later, yet none of them satisfied them.
Those designs were either lacking in novelty or too niche, styles that couldn't be sold for years.
Only the designs from Ding Ruola's side were diverse, without any exaggerated drawings. They looked comfortable as a whole.
Moreover, the chief designer of the wedding dresses was a foreigner.
Croatia had a thorough study of ancient European dresses and was very experienced in wedding dresses.
The young people under him were also very talented in this regard. One of the girls had both her parents as painters, and they painted Chinese traditional paintings. Having been influenced by traditional culture since childhood, her attainments in Chinese - style dresses were unmatched by ordinary people.
"Happy cooperation!"
After Ding Ruola finished the business negotiation with the wedding company, she had to rush to Fang Siyan's place.
Zhang Wei and she had a misunderstanding about the requirements at first. They had communicated on the phone earlier but couldn't make themselves clear.
Ding Ruola had no choice but to go there in person to communicate with Zhang Wei face - to - face.
When she arrived, Zhang Wei wasn't there. A former colleague told Ding Ruola that Zhang Wei had gone to another company to handle some affairs.
It was a wasted trip.
To make it less of a loss, Ding Ruola went up to the tenth floor to find Fang Siyan.
As soon as she got on the elevator, she met Fang Siyan's assistant.
"Miss Ding, did you come here specifically to see Mr. Fang?"
Previously, Qin Hongyu had called Fang Siyan this way, and Fang Siyan had explained it to Ding Ruola as a kind of joke.
Now Zhang Jun also called Fang Siyan this way. Zhang Jun was just an employee, relying on Fang Siyan to pay his salary. He shouldn't be so bold as to joke like this, right?
"I've always been curious about Fang Siyan's position in Fangyuan Group."
"Sort of an intern president."
Zhang Jun emphasized the word "intern" specifically.
He told Ding Ruola that Fang Siyan had never intended to take over the affairs of Fangyuan Group, so he had always been reluctant to accept the title of president. However, people in the company were already used to it.
No wonder Fang Siyan had been so angry when Qin Hongyu called him Mr. Fang that day.
"Okay, I got it. You can go about your business."
Zhang Jun said that the place he was going to was the president's office, and Ding Ruola followed behind him.
The man sitting in the office didn't see that there was someone behind Zhang Jun at all. He just told Zhang Jun to come in.
The moment the two of them came in.
"You—you—you—get out!"
Fang Siyan was at a loss. His finger pointed back and forth between the two of them. He was shocked by Ding Ruola's appearance.
Zhang Jun very consciously put down the documents in his hand and then walked out of the president's office.
He didn't know why, but the atmosphere inside seemed not very good.
Zhang Jun didn't realize his mistake at all.
"Mr. Fang!"
The girl looked at Fang Siyan half - smiling, which was a bit creepy. The girl clenched her fists.
Fang Siyan could hear the crisp sound of her finger joints.
"Explain!"
Now that he had been caught red - handed, Fang Siyan had no room to argue.
Ding Ruola wandered around the president's office, carefully looking at the decoration.
There was a rusty tin frog on the desk.
"You still like to play with this?"
The girl picked up the toy on the desk. Her snow - white fingers formed a sharp contrast with the black thing.
"Didn't you give this to me?"
Seeing that the crisis was over, Fang Siyan walked over and took the toy from Ding Ruola's hand.
The rust on the frog left an orange - yellow mark on Ding Ruola's hand. She had no memory of this thing at all.
"Can you be more specific?"
The moment Fang Siyan saw this little frog, he immediately recalled that afternoon.
Ding Ruola was just a little girl at that time, holding such a toy in her hand.
Fang Siyan had been in a bad mood because of some family matters. Ding Ruola had played with the little jumping frog in front of him for an afternoon.
"I don't have any memory of this at all!"
Fang Siyan had already told the girl the story once, but Ding Ruola still couldn't remember.
Doubts arose in her heart. The memories of the two of them seemed to be very different. There were things Ding Ruola knew but Fang Siyan didn't, and things in Fang Siyan's mind didn't match Ding Ruola's memory.
Ding Ruola didn't dare to think deeply about this situation.
She didn't want to dwell on this matter. She changed the topic and asked Fang Siyan to explain the matter about Fangyuan Group.
She sat on the sofa, opened WeChat, and found the chat interface with her mother.
[Ding Ruola: Did I have such a toy when I was a child?]
She attached a photo of the little jumping frog on Fang Siyan's desk.
Ding's mother replied very quickly. Before Ding Ruola even closed her phone, Ding's mother had already replied.
[Mom: Of course not! You would cry as soon as you saw this toy when you were a child. How could I buy this for you?]
Ding Ruola was chatting vigorously with her mother. She was even more suspicious of her previous guess.
There must be some chaos in the memory of one of them.
"Brother Siyan wouldn't like you if he hadn't lost his memory!"
The words of Gu Qianxue popped into Ding Ruola's mind!
Could it be that what Gu Qianxue said was true!
The girl felt that all her previous cognitions had been overthrown. She suddenly looked up at Fang Siyan.
Fang Siyan was also looking at Ding Ruola anxiously. Just as he was about to say something, the girl stood up from the sofa and threw herself into Fang Siyan's arms.
"No matter what happens in the future, you won't leave me, right?"
Ding Ruola looked up at Fang Siyan's chin. Because they were so close, Ding Ruola couldn't see Fang Siyan's expression clearly. All she could see was Fang Siyan's misty blue chin.
"Didn't I say that I was also protecting you at first!"
Ding Ruola didn't hear a single word Fang Siyan had just said.
Compared with the matter of the chaotic memory with Fang Siyan, what had just happened didn't matter at all.
"I know..."
Ding Ruola buried her head in Fang Siyan's arms, trying to calm down her emotions. But the more she tried, the more confused she became.
Fang Siyan's hand was on Ding Ruola's back. He could clearly feel that Ding Ruola's heartbeat was much faster than before.
"Baby!"
The man held Ding Ruola's shoulders with both hands and pulled her head out of his arms.
"It's okay! I'm just too excited to know that you're the president."