Lin Yiran took Mr. Bai's special elevator.
Even the buttons in the elevator are controlled by security guards in the security room.
The first time Lin Yiran saw such an elevator was at Li's Group.
It's just that she has never taken the same elevator as Li Hanxuan.
The elevator opened slowly, and what caught Lin Yiran's eyes was a Feng Shui stone at the door.
Lin Yiran accidentally heard Qin Kexin say that entertainment companies would place a Feng Shui stone in the boss's office.
It's important to have popular artists, but it's even more important to have a good script that can make the artist and the company an instant hit.
Lin Yiran shook her head helplessly, thinking that only her grandfather would believe this.
It turns out that everyone believes in Feng Shui.
After standing in front of the Feng Shui stone for a few seconds, a woman in a business suit came over and said, "Mr. Lin, our Mr. Bai is waiting for you in the office."
"Oh? Okay." Lin Yiran looked away from the Feng Shui Stone and followed the secretary to Mr. Bai's office.
The last time she came to see Mr. Bai, she relied on Li Hanxuan's recommendation.
And they also discussed cooperation in the living room.
I straightened my clothes at the door and followed the secretary into the office.
Mr. Bai, who used to be high-spirited and high-spirited, is now the same as before.
He put down the valuable pen in his hand, closed the folder and handed it to his secretary: "Pour me a cup of coffee."
"Okay, Mr. Bai." The secretary took the folder, turned to look at Lin Yiran, nodded, and slowly exited the office.
Lin Yiran held the folder in her hand tightly and did not bother to look at Mr. Bai's office. She just opened the folder and laid it flat in front of Mr. Bai's eyes.
Mr. Bai's office was very large, but that was not what Lin Yiran cared about.
Mr. Bai glanced at the documents on the table and glanced at the sofa: "Mr. Lin, what does this mean?"
"This is the costume I recently designed. I know Mr. Bai is currently planning to film a Qing palace drama."
Lin Yiran sat on the leather chair opposite Mr. Bai, straightened her back and looked at the person in front of her with a smile.
Bai always cherishes talents.
He admired Lin Yiran's design, but he did not expect that Mr. Lin, the dignified Lin Group, would personally come to him with the design.
Knowing that Lin Yiran is a frank person, Mr. Bai did not intend to beat around the bush: "Mr. Lin's design is indeed worth the high price."
Hearing Mr. Bai's answer, Lin Yiran lowered her head and smiled: "No. I don't plan to ask for money for these designs."
"What? No money?" Mr. Bai's answer to Lin Yiran was unexpected.
After doing business for so many years, this was the first time he encountered a free design.
Come to think of it, Lin Yiran has been in country F for five years, so perhaps her philosophy has changed.
But this matter left Mr. Bai puzzled.
She doesn’t want money, what does she want?
Lin Yiran paused for a long while, and the smile on her face disappeared along with her nervousness: "Mr. Bai should know Ye Siyun, right?"
After hearing the words Ye Siyun, Mr. Bai was stunned for a few seconds.

Chapter completed!