In the evening, when Ruan Xingwan came out of the office, the girls in the store were getting off work.
Upon seeing this, they all greeted her: "Sister Xingwan, we are leaving."
Ruan Xingwan smiled and nodded: "See you tomorrow."
After the little girls left, Ruan Xingwan looked at Pei Shanshan who was standing aside and had already put her bag on her back, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and asked: "What are you..."
Pei Shanshan coughed to hide her embarrassment: "I haven't done anything, just exercise."
Ruan Xingwan walked to the tea room, poured a glass of water, and said with a smile: "You are going on a date with Daniel."
Pei Shanshan walked to her side and stood against the wall: "No... no."
After saying that, he lowered his head and buckled the bag strap: "It's just a meal."
Ruan Xingwan picked up the cup and took a sip of water, then glanced at the people waiting outside: "Go quickly, he is waiting for you."
Pei Shanshan followed her gaze and looked over. She couldn't help but curl her lips. She thought about it and then said, "Xingxing, there's nothing going on in the studio anyway. Why don't you come with us?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "I'm not going. Soon... Zhou Cishen will come find me."
Hearing this, an ambiguous look appeared on Pei Shanshan's face, and she immediately said with understanding: "Then I won't disturb you anymore. I'll go and say goodbye."
Ruan Xingwan nodded: "Be careful on the road."
After Pei Shanshan left, Ruan Xing closed the glass door at night. When she was about to go back to the studio, she saw someone looking at her in the car across the street.
This car has been parked here since a long time ago.
Realizing her gaze, the people in the car quickly withdrew their gaze and followed Daniel's car away.
Seeing this, Ruan Xingwan pursed his lips slightly.
If she guessed correctly, it should be Lin Zhiyuan's person.
Back in the office, Ruan Xingwan put the water glass next to him, picked up the paintbrush, and thought about it for a long time, but in the end he couldn't draw anything.
I just wrote down a few names on the scratch paper.
Lin Zhiyuan, Lin Zhiyi, Daniel, Jin Lao, Cheng Wei, and Mr. Mu, who had given her the key to the warehouse but then disappeared without a trace.
Ruan Xingwan looked at the pile of names on the paper. After thinking about it, he added another one, William.
Although William seems to have nothing to do with this whole thing, he is closely connected with these people.
Ruan Xingwan remembered the day when he and Cheng Wei went to Jin's hometown. William and Cheng Wei didn't seem to know each other, and they just said hello.
This is very strange, Cheng Wei and Mr. Jin are so close, and the relationship between William and Mr. Jin is much better than it seems.
But obviously, with Mr. Jin's level of relationship, there are really too many opportunities for them to meet.
The only thing that can be explained is that either they are really not familiar with each other, or they are deliberately pretending not to be familiar with each other.
Whether it is Cheng Wei, Daniel, or Mr. Jin, their goal is to deal with Lin Zhiyuan.
But William, the seemingly unrelated outsider, happened to win Lin's bidding project by chance.
Combining these things together, it is hard to believe that William came here just to develop the domestic market.
But no matter what, Ruan Xingwan couldn't figure it out, so he irritably erased all the names on the drawing paper with a pen.
At this time, a low male voice suddenly came from my ears: "What are you writing?"
Ruan Xingwan was unprepared and was startled by him. He subconsciously leaned back, but he happened to press against the man's warm chest.
Zhou Cishen's lips curled up and he hugged her shoulders.
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
The dog man did it on purpose.
Zhou Cishen said: "Have you eaten yet?"
"Didn't you tell me to wait for you?"
Zhou Cishen raised his eyebrows: "Then let's go."
Ruan Xingwan packed up his things, tore off the scrap paper on the table, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
While eating, Ruan Xingwan said: "I see Zhou made a statement today, what do you think?"
"Are you referring to the match-fixing or the bribery of the judges?"
Ruan Xingwan was confused: "Isn't this the same thing?"
Zhou Cishen added water to her cup: "It was originally one thing, but now it is divided into two things."
"What's the meaning."
"Now someone is accusing Wen Qian of cheating in the competition and bribing the judges. There is evidence for the fraud, but bribing the judges, from the current point of view, it is his words that have no basis.
In addition, the two judges never recognized it.
Therefore, we can only divide it into two things to deal with."
Hearing this, Ruan Xingwan couldn't help but frown: "There is indeed no direct evidence for bribing the judges, and I always feel that Wen Qian does not have the ability to bribe them.
But the organizer on Robert's side checked and found that it was not him..."
Zhou Cishen said slowly: "Since it's something she can't do, there's no need to waste time on her."
Ruan Xingwan was stunned for a moment. After pausing for a few seconds, he suddenly understood something.
By the way, she almost forgot about the designer competition and the participation of Lin Zhiyi and Zhao Qianqian.
Ruan Xingwan asked again: "Which one of them do you think it will be?"
"Both are possible."
Zhou Cishen paused for a moment before continuing, "However, there is a fashion company under the Zhao Group that has an in-depth cooperative relationship with the two judges."
When she said this, Ruan Xingwan understood everything.
Zhao Qianqian did this.
And it’s not as simple as simply bribing the judges. It is precisely because of this level of cooperation that no one will find any problems, whether it is contract conditions or financial transactions. This is why Louis can’t find anything.
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Thinking of this, Ruan Xingwan couldn't help but clicked his tongue.
Zhou Cishen asked: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just think Mr. Zhou is too charming."
Zhou Cishen: "?"
Ruan Xingwan had almost eaten, so she stood up and said, "I'm full, let's go first."
Zhou Cishen licked his teeth and followed out.
As soon as Ruan Xingwan opened the driver's door, Zhou Cishen was already sitting on the passenger seat.
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
She got in the car angrily: "Mr. Zhou, what are you doing?"
Zhou Cishen said without changing his expression: "Send you back."
Ruan Xingwan was too lazy to pay attention to him. He got into the car and pulled the seat belt sideways and was about to buckle it when he saw Zhou Cishen leaning over.
She subconsciously stepped back: "You... what are you doing?"
Zhou Cishen held her hand, inserted the seat belt patch into the slot, and said in a slightly raised voice: "I'll help you fasten your seat belt, or what do you want me to do?"
Looking at the face so close, Ruan Xingwan suddenly felt a little hot. She coughed, lowered the window, and pushed his chest: "Sit tight, blocking my view."
As he said that, he looked at the rearview mirror on the right side decently.