Because there were no five consecutive seats together, only Jian Anran and Mi Yingying sat together, and everyone else sat in the back rows.
Seeing Mi Yingying thinking hard, Jian Anran reminded in a low voice: "The Western restaurant that day."
"Oh, yes!" Mi Yingying looked a little excited, "The uncle eating with Xu Nianhe in the Western restaurant!"
"I said that day that he looked familiar. I had seen him on Ludao Local Treasure's official account!"
Listening quietly to Zhou Wenhong's customary opening speech on the stage, Mi Yingying felt something was wrong the more she thought about it. She grabbed Jian Anran and whispered: "That's not right. The more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes."
"What's wrong?" When Mi Yingying finally found out, Jian Anran still pretended to be innocent and looked at her in confusion.
"On one side is the bidder of the bidding meeting, and on the other is the director of the foundation responsible for the project. The two people contacted in private before the bidding meeting. This..."
"Are they doing a little trick?" Mi Yingying thought for a long time, but for a while she couldn't think of any more appropriate words to describe it.
"Oh no, no, no, I have to tell Professor Wen right away!" As she said this, she started typing frantically on her phone.
Feeling that sparks were about to fly between her fingers and the phone screen in the next second, Mi Yingying finally coded a large paragraph and sent it to Wen Siheng.
They all turned around to observe Wen Siheng's reaction, only to see that he first noticed the message on his phone, calmly opened it and looked at it for a long time, then put down the phone expressionlessly.
Then he raised his head and tried to find their faces in the crowd. When the three pairs of eyes faced each other, Wen Siheng smiled and shrugged helplessly. Finally, he lowered his head and picked up his mobile phone as if he was operating something.
"Bang bang——" Jian Anran and Mi Yingying's mobile phones rang at the same time. When they opened it, they saw a group message from their studio.
[Teacher Wen: Do your best and obey destiny]
Wen Siheng's reaction was exactly what Jian Anran expected at the beginning.
In the past, while getting along with Wen Siheng, Jian Anran remembered a sentence from the British poet Rand's poetry collection -
"I won't argue with anyone, and I don't care to argue with anyone."
Wen Siheng's whole body is filled with such intellectual arrogance, as well as a sense of relaxation cultivated by his superior family conditions and atmosphere.
……
Several leaders came to the stage to give a general introduction to the affordable housing project and the representatives of major companies and individuals who were preparing to participate in the bidding. The next step was to report their respective plans in groups.
The results of the grouping were drawn last night. ZH Studio got the first place and Wen Siheng Studio got the second place.
When some people in the industry heard the result, they called the report a "fight between gods".
After the organizer confirmed the connection status of the computer and projector, he extended his hand to indicate to the representatives of ZH Studio that they could start.
"Waiting for the light——"
Xu Nianhe's colleague inserted the USB flash drive into the computer and skillfully copied the files in the USB flash drive to the computer. The person on the stage immediately ejected the USB flash drive.
The person in charge of the report is Xu Nianhe. Among the black and gray suits, her white suit is particularly eye-catching.
With bright red lipstick and her hair neatly tucked into her ears, not even a single strand of hair came out. She stood on the stage and patted the microphone confidently, looking confident.
"Of course you are confident." Mi Yingying whispered unconvinced.
Looking at the big screen, move the mouse to the ppt file named "ZH2023 Ludao Affordable Housing" and double-click.
[This file does not have an application associated with it to perform this operation, please install a program, or if the program is already installed, please create an association]
It can be seen that the staff operating the computer looks a little surprised, but after all, ZH has won many bids around the world, and there is no trace of panic in the other person's expression.
I saw him inserting the USB flash drive that he had just put away again and copying all the two files in the USB flash drive to the computer desktop.
After double-clicking another pdf file besides ppt, the same pop-up window appears——
The other party finally became nervous. Taking advantage of the discussion in the audience, he hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves.
"What's going on?" Some elderly leaders in the audience looked a little dissatisfied.
"I'm sorry, we had an accident here. Can we ask the technicians to come over and help?"
The logistics staff standing aside began to rush in and out, and the uncle who looked like the person in charge began to make anxious calls on the phone. The venue was noisy.
"Then please ask the second person to come up to the stage and report first." The leader sitting in the first place suddenly said.
I originally thought that the organizer would wait until ZH was settled before starting, but he was cueed directly without preparation. Wen Siheng still looked the same as usual.
He stood up and immediately stretched out his hand to straighten the hem of his shirt. Then he reached out and patted Song Qi who was sitting beside him.
Song Qi understood, and stood up with a "swish". His expression looked a little unnatural, and everyone's eyes suddenly focused on the two of them.
He could only bite the bullet and tilt his head. Song Qi leaned into Wen Siheng's ear and whispered: "But we only prepared ppt and pdf."
Patting Song Qi's shoulder again, Wen Siheng still raised his feet and strode forward.
"Senior!" Jian Anran grabbed Song Qi.
"Use this." She stuffed her pink hellokitty USB flash drive into Song Qi's hand.
"What is this?" Song Qi asked confused.
"jpg." Jian Anran whispered, and Song Qi suddenly realized it for a moment, picked up the USB flash drive and quickly followed Wen Siheng's pace.
Pictures were slowly switched one after another, and Wen Siheng completed his smooth report in this "real slide".
At the end of the report, led by the top leader, the audience burst into thunderous applause.
Jian Anran poked her head out and took a look. Probably the chief was the legendary project leader from Northwest Hospital and Wen Shuliang's close friend.
"Isn't this usable? Isn't it true that ZH Studio is famous for its rigor?" Someone below directly sneered.
In order to avoid interference or any other emergencies on the computers in the conference room, the hotel specially disconnected the equipment from the Internet before the meeting started.
ZH Studio did not prepare other file formats, and waited until the hotel's equipment personnel came over to connect to the Internet to temporarily install the corresponding software, and then they were able to successfully play the files they had prepared previously.
After going back and forth for almost an hour, the directors who originally agreed to vote for ZH Studio seemed a little dissatisfied. After listening to Wen Siheng's report, they tended to switch sides on the spot.
Zhou Wenhong's face was red and he was running around among the directors.