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After this was mentioned, I didn't take it seriously at all, thinking it was just a joke he made during his free time.
However, a week later, Bai Xiaoqing suddenly contacted me and very formally invited me to meet at their company.
I thought there was a problem with my artwork, so I didn't think much of it and drove over.
Due to the change in my living situation, it was very inconvenient to get to their studio now; I had to cross almost half of Haicheng, and the traffic here was bad, often congested. By the time I arrived, I could only apologize.
She was still as polite as before, greeting me with a smile and then courteously inviting me to the meeting room.
"Miss Qiu, hello. The thing is, when our company was just established, you were one of the first supporters. Now my boss is busy with other business and doesn't have time to manage this place, so he wants to find a dedicated person in charge. He has looked at your information and thinks you are very suitable, so he asked me to invite you out to see if you are interested."
My jaw nearly dropped.
They looked at my information? What in my profile relates to managing a comic company besides a few sketches? Also, they were doing well; why would they want to stop? Even if they needed someone, isn't Bai Xiaoqing a hundred times more qualified than me? She has been working here all along; why look for a complete stranger?
I had no idea how to voice these questions and could only stare awkwardly at the woman in front of me.
She smiled and said, "Of course, you don't have to answer me right away. You can go back and think about it. You can also inquire with peers. Although Anxing Comics has only been established for a short time, it has developed rapidly and is already somewhat scaled."
Isn't this just teasing me? Doing well and growing quickly but wanting to hand it over to someone else? Am I really lucky enough that money is about to fall from the sky?
Without that kind of lucky mindset, I didn't agree at that moment; I just said I would consider it.
I jumped into the car and called Mina on the way.
"Hey, what happened to that friend of yours who makes comics?"
Mina paused for a long time and then asked strangely, "What friend? The only comic artist I know is you."
After a lengthy explanation, it seemed like this guy had just woken up from a dream, letting out a long "oh."
"What’s going on? It’s just about buying half of my comic, and now it’s turned into transferring a well-established company to me. Isn’t this a bit much?"
Mina gasped on the other end, "Huh? He wants to transfer the studio to you? Why?"
I realized that Mina was completely unaware of the situation. Besides asking her to contact her friend quickly to help me understand the real situation, I also needed to discuss this with Xiao Minxing when I got back and have him check out how this studio was doing.
After I got home, the more I thought about it, the more strange it seemed. This company was too odd. Not to mention that during my time drawing for them, they were incredibly accommodating; whether I submitted early or late, they never rushed me and even checked in on me from time to time. Bai Xiaoqing's demeanor whenever she saw me was also quite peculiar, not at all like how one would treat an artist.
If what she said was true and their company was doing well, then there should be many others like me working there. Would they treat every artist like this? Would they share this opportunity with everyone?
Moreover, Mina initially mentioned it was her friend but later didn’t even bring him up again. Now when I mentioned it to her, she seemed to have forgotten about him entirely. This was too unusual.
After thinking it over, I called her again and asked, "Who exactly is the boss of this studio? Just tell me the truth."
Mina hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Why don’t you ask your old Xiao? Maybe he knows."
Xiao Minxing knows? He has hardly ever asked me about my painting, and I rarely talk to him about it. How did it suddenly become something he knows?
Because I had something on my mind, waiting for him to come back felt like time was passing extremely slowly. I could hardly wait a moment, and when he still hadn't finished work, I drove to his company in the city by myself.
He seemed a bit surprised to see me and asked, "What are you doing here? Is there something at home?"
I shook my head and sat down in the chair beside his desk, saying, "I came to find you because I have something to discuss. Do you have time now?"
He suddenly laughed.
Xiao Minxing seems to be smiling more and more these days. The traces of his past aggression have diminished significantly on his face, and he hardly loses his temper anymore. Even when Xiao Zhe infuriates him, he would hand the person over to Sister Liu, then step outside for some fresh air before coming back already feeling better.
Every time I see him like this, I feel incredibly comforted.
Just like now, seeing him smile makes me feel that those issues are really not important. Even if I truly don't take it up or even paint, he would still treat me well.
Xiao Minxing tilted his head and looked at me for a while before saying, "You came to find me just to watch me smile? I've never seen you so infatuated before."
"I've always been infatuated with you; it's just that you used to ignore it on purpose," I replied while looking at him.
Xiao Minxing praised me for being good with sweet talk and reached out to gently pinch my face: "You're already a mother of a child, yet you're still trying to make a man happy. You really have your ways."
I refused to back down and looked up at him: "What's wrong with making my husband happy?"
While the two were playfully teasing each other, they completely forgot to discuss the important matters. Xiao Minxing's work also came to a halt, and by the time his employees finished for the day, he finally stood up and said, "It seems we need to talk while walking. You haven't been my driver for a long time; how about today?"
"I am happy to serve you, Mr. Xiao," I quickly replied, bowing slightly in a gesture of invitation. He stood up from behind his desk, reached out with his long arm, and pulled me into his embrace as he strode out of the office.
In the elevator, he couldn't help but push me against the wall and kissed me directly.
I pushed him away with all my strength and said, "What are you doing? There are cameras here! I'm not restricting you right now; wouldn't it be better if we went home?"
Xiao Minxing chuckled and asked, "You came to find me so eagerly because you want to go home and have a good time, right?"
I could only roll my eyes at the ceiling, only to be met with the awkward light of the elevator's camera.
He didn't mind at all and pulled me back into his arms, saying, "Let me guess what you wanted to talk about."
Hearing him say that piqued my interest, and I looked at him eagerly and said, "Alright then, guess correctly and there’s a prize."
He glanced at me and confidently said, "It's about the comic, right?"
I widened my eyes in surprise; my expression clearly showed my astonishment.
But then I thought about it—he knew I had signed with Anxing Studio and that I hadn't been busy with anything else lately. It was probably just a lucky guess. So I casually replied, "It's somewhat related, but not entirely correct. Guess again."
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