After making a phone call with Tang Bobo, Yun Wanhe on the side pretended to be casual and moved closer, with his hands behind his waist and a mobile phone in one hand. He poked Qin Ren's arm with the corner of the mobile phone:
"Eh…"
"Um?"
"This time... who is it again?"
"There's a kid next door who has a pretty good relationship with me."
"Oh, I think I heard you say, called Tang Bobo or something."
"right."
Qin Ren looked at Yun Wanhe with a half-smile:
"Sister Yun, why don't you call me again next time and I'll put it on speakerphone?"
"Well?"
Yun Wanhe was stunned for a moment, then her pretty face turned red and she lowered her head:
"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to..."
"No, no, no, it's too bad. I want to apologize instead. Sister Yun, I didn't mean to ridicule you, I was just joking."
Qin Ren reflected that his words did sound a bit yin and yang when he suddenly heard them, but he actually did not want to, and could not be yin and yang at his leader.
"The phone calls haven't stopped since I got off the plane. No matter you are a leader, a colleague on a business trip, or a good friend, it would be abnormal for you to ignore me."
Yun Wanhe raised her face, bit her lower lip slightly, and blinked her beautiful eyes gently:
"But this does seem to be your privacy, Xiao Qin, I won't ask next time..."
"..."
Qin Ren was both funny and speechless. Don't call "Xiao Qin" in such a weak and weak manner. Are you still my leader?
He stopped, took one of Yun Wanhe's hands with both hands, and gently pressed his two thumbs into her soft palm:
"You really don't have to worry about it, don't take it to heart, okay, Xiao Hemiao?"
"No...don't call me that!"
"Hey, that's right."
Seeing Yun Wanhe's face condensed, although it was still red, but her aura returned to that of a leader, Qin Ren felt relieved and grinned:
"Copy that, Minister."
"Okay...Okay, stop messing around..."
"Am I fooling around?"
"if not?"
Is the leader still fooling around? Yun Wanhe rarely had the shame to glare at his junior, and then received a strange phone call.
"Hello?"
"Hello? Is this Mr. Yun from Qianhe?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Oh! Where are you now?"
"We...just left the airport, and we seem to be on the edge of Airport Avenue now."
"Ah, okay, this is Xiao Liu from Vanke. I was holding a sign at the airport pick-up gate and I didn't meet you... Ouch... Mr. Yun, please wait where you are. I've driven the car and will come to pick you up now.
.”
"Pick us up? Where?"
"The exchange meeting, the exchange meeting is an hour early, so I might have to go now."
…
After a phone call, Yun Wanhe briefly explained the situation to Qin Ren. Qin Ren frowned and pouted:
"Xiao Liu, who is in charge of the reception, is a bit unreliable. It is impossible for Vanke not to arrange for someone to notify such an important thing in advance of the exchange meeting. He must have forgotten it himself."
"Yeah, I think so."
Facts have proved that Xiao Liu, a young man with a crew cut who arrived by car later, was indeed a bit unreliable in his work. …
Including the so-called sign he held at the airport pick-up area, it was actually written on white paper with a yellow highlighter. It was impossible to read clearly. It was strange to pick up people.
When helping Qin Ren and the others move their large and small luggage into the trunk, Xiao Liu also seemed fussy and his polite conversation along the way didn't sound very good, making people suspect that he got into Vanke through a relationship.
"Hey Xiao Liu, should we find a hotel first and put our luggage down before going to the exchange meeting?"
"It may be too late to find a hotel, but it's okay. The exchange meeting was originally a conference room in the hotel. We will arrange a room for you directly when the time comes."
"Oh, okay..."
In fact, how could this exchange meeting be so important? What would happen if he was late for a while? But Qin Ren couldn't explain it clearly. Anyway, he followed the car all the way to the destination, and then he discovered that the place where the exchange meeting was held was not so much a hotel as it was a hotel.
It's said to be a club.
And the words "Baiyun International Club" are indeed written on the plaque at the gate.
"Mr. Qian!"
Under the leadership of Xiao Liu, Qin Ren and Yun Wanhe met a formal woman who looked a bit like Dong Mingzhu as soon as they arrived at the door of the club. Xiao Liu immediately greeted her with a smile:
"Mr. Qian, this is Mr. Yun and Manager Qin from Qianhe."
"Money is always good."
"Oh, Qianhe, hello, hello, welcome."
When you shout at people, you always shout at a high pitch, so this introduction is not a problem.
Then the two of them were led directly to the club by Mr. Qian, with Xiao Liu following behind. After a brief greeting, Mr. Qian and Qin Ren casually mentioned the matter of accommodation.
"Boss, the hotel has been secured, right?"
"?"
After looking at each other with Yun Wanhe, Qin Ren deliberately said with a slight displeasure:
"Mr. Qian, we just got off the plane, because Xiao Liu came over and suddenly said that the exchange meeting was ahead of schedule, and we didn't want to be late, so we came directly, but Xiao Liu also said that the exchange meeting would be held in a hotel and he could arrange accommodation for us.
"
"hotel?"
Mr. Qian frowned and looked directly at Xiao Liu:
"No, what kind of hotel is this? This is just a business club for meetings, meals and entertainment. It doesn't even have an hourly room. What's the matter with you, Xiao Liu?"
"Mr. Qian, I..."
"There will be an exchange meeting. Didn't you inform them in advance?"
"Uh...my um..."
Xiao Liu stuttered in various ways, and there was an obvious disgust in Mr. Qian's eyes. It was obvious that he had not tolerated this guy for a day or two, and he was probably the kind of person with whom Qin Ren had guessed.
"After the exchange meeting."
Mr. Qian stretched out a finger and tapped Xiao Liu twice:
"You are responsible for helping Mr. Yun and the others find a place to stay, do you hear me?"
"Okay, okay..."
…
Mr. Qian's words were quite nice, but both Qin Ren and Yun Wanhe knew that they were just polite.
If he is a real distinguished guest, he must ask Xiao Liu to arrange the hotel right now. Why wait until after the exchange meeting?
However, after all, Mr. Qian is the general manager of Party A of Vanke Suicheng City. He only receives ministerial-level people from two design institutes, so he certainly cannot take it too seriously.
This is of course not disrespectful, just like how Qin Ren usually designs apartments. For large apartments, they must be equipped with a large living room and luxurious bedrooms; for small apartments, the configuration of each room must be worse than that of large apartments, even if it can be done well.
You have to deliberately make mistakes so that you can open up the hierarchy. …
If Party B has two small roles, if Mr. Qian wants to pay personal attention to them, what about a real general manager next time? What about a top president next time?
So Yun Wanhe and Qin Ren understand Mr. Qian's attitude, but they really only have two words for Xiao Liu: lower your head.
…
Having said that, this exchange meeting is the main or even the only business trip. In fact, it is good to finish the business trip this morning on the first day.
It's like going on winter vacation. If you finish all your homework first, you will feel at ease no matter how crazy you play.
Soon, the exchange meeting began. Vanke's partner design companies from various places gathered together and took turns giving ppt presentations. In essence, they were advertising and licking Vanke. The whole meeting lasted for more than two hours, and it was no different from an ordinary meeting.
It's just that because the leaders present are not from their own companies, but from Party A, the representatives sent by the major design institutes in the audience are relatively relaxed. There are not a few who secretly play with their mobile phones, and Qin Ren is among them.
However, the two of them sat relatively close to the front. Yun Wanhe was used to being strict at work, so she was a little worried, so she raised her high heels and kicked his calf quietly:
"Xiao Qin..."
"Hey, Sister Yun, tell me."
"You should stop playing with your phone for a while. I feel like there is an old man from Party A looking at you..."
"Just watch, I'm not playing anyway."
Qin Ren shook his phone:
"I was looking for the nearest hotel. It's not all Party A's fault. I used my phone in front of them to see what they had to say."
"Are you looking for it? Over there, Xiao Liu..."
"Haha, I don't think he is reliable anyway."
…
Sure enough, after the exchange meeting, Xiao Liu also disappeared, and the phone call simply couldn't be reached.
"Trash! So irritating!"
The minister was very angry and stamped his foot. He then took a breath of cold air, raised his foot slightly, and subconsciously held Qin Ren's shoulder with his hand.
"What's wrong?"
"without…"
Yun Wanhe's ears turned slightly red:
"My heels seem to hurt from stepping on them..."
"it's okay no problem."
Qin Ren suppressed his smile:
"When I find the hotel, I'll rub it for you."
"..."
Knead again...
Yun Wanhe recalled the last time her juniors rubbed her feet at the construction site. How should I put it, it was very comfortable, but a little embarrassing. After all, women's feet are still not easy for men to touch casually...
"By the way, Xiao Qin, you've been looking for it for so long. Isn't it difficult to find a hotel nearby?"
"Well, it seems that several universities are jointly holding some kind of sports invitational competition. There are a lot of foreigners and other random things coming, and the nearby hotels are full."
Qin Ren put down his mobile phone, looked at the two suitcases at hand, and smiled helplessly:
"Let's walk around the neighborhood first, and then find a restaurant to eat and rest. I saw someone on the Internet said that the sports meeting ended yesterday, and many people should be leaving today. There may be beds available later."
"Okay, it's up to you."
…
The two of them were walking slowly in the streets and alleys of Suicheng with their heavy suitcases. No one noticed that there was a black "big bird" above their heads from the moment they got off the plane.
