The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1185 - 1208: Is it That Old?

Chapter 1185: Chapter 1208: Is it That Old?

"If you don’t understand something, you can ask me." After thinking for a moment, Ye Ranran added this sentence.

"Understood." Zhou Yi made an ’OK’ gesture.

"Wu Yingying, how’s the progress on the advertisement side?" After asking Zhou Yi, it was Wu Yingying’s turn.

"I’ve already discussed it with Ji Zhao, there’re no issues. Do I need to run the design by you?"

"No need, if it’s all discussed and fine with them, just let me know when it’s finished, and I will give you new assignments."

Wu Yingying’s face lit up: "Okay, thank you, Sister Ran."

Being called ’Sister’ by someone her own age, Ye Ranran felt a complex mix of emotions inside.

"Sister Ran, what should I do?" Zhao Xiao asked.

"You come with me to the set," Ye Ranran stood up.

Being pregnant, she needed to walk more and not sit constantly, so Ye Ranran was very willing to visit the set.

"Okay." Zhao Xiao was excited.

"Xiaoxiao, have you ever thought about taking on advertising?" Sitting in the car, Ye Ranran looked outside.

"I have, but my skills aren’t there yet, you guys wouldn’t like what I produce." Zhao Xiao was quite frustrated.

"Have you put effort into it?"

"Yes, I think for a long time before I start drawing, but each time, the results are disappointing." Zhao Xiao became even more frustrated.

Seeing her colleagues all having resources, she was anxious, but there was nothing she could do—she wasn’t as smart as others and lacked experience.

"Then why don’t you study? You can ask me if you don’t understand something." Why hadn’t she asked?

"Really?" Zhao Xiao suddenly looked up.

"Of course, you said you’ve been working hard, but look, you don’t ask questions or sketch, and you often gossip. Instead of that, you should spend more time looking at fashion news."

Ye Ranran spoke in a mild tone, yet it made Zhao Xiao feel extremely ashamed.

"I’m sorry, Sister Ran, it won’t happen again." She hadn’t put pressure on her, and naturally, she relaxed.

"I’m not scolding you. As I’ve said, I’m fair; if you want something, earn it with your abilities. If you want to just coast, I don’t plan to lay off anyone soon; you could survive another year and a half."

Zhao Xiao waved her hands repeatedly: "No, I don’t want to just scrape by, really, I will work hard, believe me."

The young girl probably heard such words for the first time and was close to tears.

Ye Ranran was about to comfort her when the young girl’s phone rang.

She held it in her hand, wanting to answer but too scared, only daring to stealthily glance at Ye Ranran with the corner of her eye.

It seemed her recent words had been too harsh and frightened the young girl.

"Answer it," Ye Ranran said.

"Oh."

Zhao Xiao’s hand trembled as she pressed the answer button: "Hello."

"I’m fine, in the car now."

"I’m not crying, no one bullied me."

"It’s with my boss." She spoke this sentence rather quietly.

"Did your boss scold you? Don’t be angry. Menopausal old ladies tend to be hot-tempered."

Ye Ranran swore she didn’t mean to eavesdrop; it was just that Zhao Xiao’s phone volume was loud, and she hadn’t worn headphones, accidentally hearing everything.

Old lady? Menopausal? Ye Ranran couldn’t help but pull out her ID to check—only 27 years old, and already an old lady?

Was she really that old?

Ye Ranran couldn’t help but glance at One sitting next to her, blinking playfully at him.

One blushed: "Madam, what are you planning to do?"

Was it really appropriate for her to flirt with him like this for no reason?