On the side, Pei Donghan gave Xie Chenmin a meaningful look, "Young man, you will regret your youth, ignorance and unscrupulous words!"
???
His intuition told him that he had said the wrong thing.
But Xie Chenmin didn't know where he went wrong.
Even if there is a misunderstanding, the misunderstanding is caused by the boss himself.
Who made him so mysterious!!!
Xie Chenmin had a look of joy on his face, "The boss doesn't know anyway", then he ran over and put his arms around Shi Linfeng's shoulders, and the group of people walked towards the restaurant.
When Mr. Wan arrived, in the huge private room, a group of riders had already had their fill of wine and food, and moved to the side to sing.
At the dining table, Ye Wan and Pei Donghan were watching a short track rally video from a certain game last year.
"Ye Wan..."
Mr. Wan took out several contracts from his bag and handed them to Ye Wan, "This is the advertising endorsement contract sent by the merchant."
A thick stack of contracts.
There are emerging car brands.
There are racing clothes, sports equipment and more.
It also includes a men's health supplement.
Mr. Wan quickly withdrew his eyes and laughed loudly, "I thought I had thrown it in the trash can."
After flipping through one of them, Ye Wan put the contract away and handed it back to Mr. Wan, "I won't accept it anymore."
It seemed that he knew this answer before coming, and there was no trace of disappointment on Mr. Wan's face.
He smiled and put it back in his bag.
Merchants come here for the commercial value of W.
But the commercial value of W goes beyond top racing drivers.
No matter how these contracts are signed, W and Wandefu will suffer losses.
It is natural not to sign.
However, the person who calls the shots must be Ye Wan.
Even though everyone in Wandefu thinks that the boss is Mr. Wan, Mr. Wan knows in his heart that the person in charge of Wandefu is Ye Wan.
As long as Ye Wan is here, Wan Defu can last forever.
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I returned to the hotel very late after playing. As soon as Ye Wan walked in, her cell phone dinged softly.
Jiang Keer: Sister Wan, do you have anything to explain to me? Picture.jpg
The attached picture shows the drawing of the six finalists on the semi-final stage just moments ago.
Ye Wan:......
"Is it still too late for me to say I'm sorry?"
The message has been read.
The other party didn't reply.
A few minutes later, Ye Wan was bombarded with emoticons.
From crying and complaining to spinning and jumping on the spot, the next message Jiang Keer sent was a 59-second long voice message.
Ye Wandian opened the voice note, and Jiang Keer on the other end turned into a screaming chicken in excitement.
After taking a shower and lying on the bed, Ye Wan sent a video requesting to come over.
On the other side of the screen, Little Baozi pursed his lips and looked aggrieved, "Ye Xiaowan, when will you come back?"
"One week, okay? Just one week?"
Ye Wan coaxed: "After the game the day after tomorrow, I will go to Sicheng and then return to the imperial capital. I promise."
The little bun fell silent.
Just when Ye Wan was about to comfort the little bun with sugar-coated bombs, the little guy whispered: "Ye Xiaowan, you are going to Sicheng to see your parents, right? Can you bring me a bouquet of red roses? Mom likes red the most.
Rose!"
One sentence made Ye Wan almost burst into tears.
My parents' death anniversary is just a week away.
This is also the reason why she wants to go to Sicheng.
It had been almost a year since arriving in the imperial capital, and Ye Wan thought that Little Baozi must have forgotten it.
I didn't expect him to know everything.
Mom will be very happy knowing that those are the flowers her beloved son bought for her.