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Editor Yao Ruo turned around and gave Ji An'an a sincere smile after sending off the co-operative, "Mianfeng, let me re-introduce you. I've been in contact with you online for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen you in person. I'm very surprised that I was able to create such a rich and interesting manga; it's actually a young lady like you."
Yao Ruo was the one who had brought her up to be the editor, and although she had a very high qualification, she was only a twenty-seven or twenty-eight year old elite girl. She had an outstanding appearance and a very capable demeanor, as could be seen from the way she had cooperated with the other party just now, but now that she was smiling at her in a friendly manner, it made her feel like she was laughing too, "I didn't expect that you, the editor, would be so young. It was all thanks to you talking to the rest of the crowd just now that you didn't let the other party lower the price."
Yao Ruo shrugged. "There's nothing we can do about it. In our line of work, we've seen a lot of companies that work together, and we've already trained to be like steel walls. Oh right, you just came to A City, right? I'll take you out for a walk and a meal."
Yao Ruo liked Ji An'an very much. From the moment they started contacting each other online, she felt that this girl was very spirited, very gentle, had a good view of the situation, handed in the script on time, and was very responsible. Even though she was popular online, she still maintained her humble attitude.
However, Yao Ruo knew that this girl was very principled and strong, not to mention that she was dressed in an exquisite manner. With just a glance, she had already decided to make this friend.
Ji An'an, on the other hand, had a good impression of Yao Ruo, who was capable and, in private, very funny. She smiled. "It's my great honor."
"Alright, wait for me for a moment. I'll go back to the office to retrieve my things." Yao Ruo made an 'ok' gesture and went to pack her things.
Knowing that she needed some time, Ji An'an left the meeting room to wait for her.
At this time, the servant who was waiting outside rushed over with a pen and paper in his hand. His eyes were filled with pink bubbles, "Mianfeng Dadong, can you give me an autograph? I am a loyal fan of yours. Oh, right, I forgot to introduce you just now. I am your fan manager, nicknamed the beautiful lady of the Fu family.
When Ji An'an heard her nickname, she immediately knew her identity. Usually, cartoons with a certain level of fame would be posted online, and the website would set up an official fan group for them. It seemed that one of her management tasks would be this cute girl.
Without saying anything further, she took the pen and paper, signed it, and sincerely thanked him, "It's been hard on you these past two years. When I'm done settling down, I'll treat you to a meal."
Upon hearing the gratitude of his idol, the little boy was extremely excited. "This is what I should do. "Mianfeng, Dadhi, you're so pretty, just like a celebrity. There's a girl in the group who wants me to take a photo. Can you let me take a photo and send it to her?"
At this moment, Yao Ruo walked out. Upon seeing this scene, she knocked on the head of the little teacher and joked, "Don't scare Mianfeng, keep your silly face away."
Xiao Fu stuck out his tongue, "I was a little too excited when I saw the goddess!"
Ji An'an was amused by her actions. Seeing that she was still looking at her with a pitiful expression, she thought for a moment and said, "It's not impossible for her to take a photo. It's fine as long as she doesn't show her face."
Was that still called an explosive shot?
However, for the young master, this was already great. Who didn't know that compared to those famous cartoonists, Mianfeng was both low-key and mysterious. She didn't even have a photo on the internet.
As a result, when the two of them left, the little servant took a pose and patted their backs, then sent it to the group.
Eyebrows, the photo you wanted is here!
Fan One: Wow, back killer!
Fans 2: Is this Mianfeng Dadong? Good figure!
Fans 3: 23333 … No face, no bad reviews!
The little flunky girl: A real person would definitely fall down even more than a sunken fish!
Fans 4: Wow wow wow! It meant that he had seen it more than ten times.
Fans 5: I want to post this picture on Weibo. Let's see who dares to call us middle-aged aunts!
Fans Six: Right! She was clearly a beautiful flower like young lady! It showed that he was intoxicated!
Fan Seven: The support group started spinning!
Fans 8: 666!
The group chat was in an uproar as they all posted their photos online. Not long after, that photo appeared on the Weibo account of the support group.
However, Ji An'an knew nothing about these things, nor did she know that the appearance of this photo would lead to something she did not expect, because she was sitting in a western restaurant with Yao Ruo.
Yao Ruo mentioned about what just happened, "Little Fu joined the company last year and was assigned to the activity team as soon as he came in. Your fan group was also managed by her, and at the beginning, this little girl just had to pay attention to your work because of her work. After that, she became completely hooked on it.
Ji An'an was a little surprised. "I thought you liked my cartoons either as children or as mothers."
"Not only is your work interesting, but it is also very interesting. Anyone who has seen it will be moved," Yao Ruo said in a clear voice, and then she laughed. "You have a solid foundation in painting, and you are very professional. You also have many fans who are students of the painting profession."
Ji An'an's cheeks were burning. "Editor, I feel embarrassed when I hear that."
Yao Ruo was amused by her reaction. She said with a serious tone, "I'm only seeking truth from the facts. Moreover, you're the golden medal god on our website. Naturally, I won't hide anything from you."
Ji An'an felt that for the past few years, she had been encountering people from noble clans, regardless of whether it was her cousin or Yao Ruo, who had brought her out single-handedly.
"Editor-in-Chief, all these years, I have been very grateful for your guidance. I cannot leave you to help me today." She thanked him sincerely.
Yao Ruo waved her hand, "You're too polite. I just did it in advance and snatched your horse away. Even if I wasn't here, there would still be others, and gold would still shine wherever it is."
No matter what, Ji An'an was still very grateful to have met her.
The two chatted about other topics.
When she was almost done eating, Yao Ruo wiped her fingers with a tissue and asked, "You should have just arrived in A City. Do you need help finding a house? "If you can't find a house for a while, and the company has an empty dormitory, I can help you arrange it. Also, if you don't mind leaving my house, I very much welcome you to come live with me."
As she spoke, Yao Ruo winked at her.
Ji An'an felt that the editor was a charming man, and it was easy for her to get along with him.
"Thank you for your kind intentions, but I already have a place to stay."
"Do you want me to show you around?"
"No need, I lived here for more than ten years."
"Are you from A City?"
Ji An'an stroked her hair, her eyes twinkling slightly. "No way."
Yao Ruo didn't miss the bleakness that flashed past her eyes. From the time she knew her until now, her body had always carried a serenity that didn't match her age. This was a girl with a story to tell.
However, Yao Ruo knew that there were some stories that could not be touched.
"Alright, then I'll go back first. Call me if you have anything to say." She had just received a call from her boss. She had to go back to the company.
After seeing Yao Ruo off, Ji An'an stood on the busy street and thought back to Yao Ruo's question just now.
"Look at your drawing skills, have you learned them before?"
She didn't learn it because she liked someone she shouldn't have and wanted to keep his every move.
People were stubborn because of love, but it was also because of this love that she gave up on painting.
And now, because of her love for Shuibao, she picked up the brush again.
There is no such thing as an accident.
Her cell phone rang, interrupting her thoughts.
It was Yiyuan, her cousin at the same age as her, Yiheng's younger brother.
As soon as he picked up the phone, he heard flustered sounds coming from the other side.
"Ah, An An. I'll be at the A City Airport in three hours. Come and pick us up."
"Why did you suddenly come to A City? "Wait, us?"
"Brother told me to accompany you. Shuibao wanted to go together, so we were all at the airport. Wait, I have to go through the security check. I'm hanging up — doo doo …"
Ji An'an looked at her phone in shock. What was going on?