Wen Siheng, who was in the front row, turned around and said suddenly after a long time: "He just called and the Ludao project finally adopted our plan."
"What?" Mi Yingying and Jian Anran shouted almost at the same time.
"This time the dust has really settled." Wen Siheng exhaled heavily.
"I thought the dust had finally settled last time." Mi Yingying muttered in a low voice.
This time, Wen Siheng didn't look back. He looked straight ahead, "Yeah, me too."
"But they invited us to go to Ludao to sign the contract tomorrow. If everything goes well, it will be really confirmed tomorrow."
"It's not all Xiangyi..." Mi Yingying whispered again.
She raised her head and glanced at the rearview mirror. Unfortunately, from this angle, Jian Anran couldn't see Wen Siheng sitting in the passenger seat.
I don’t know how much he knew about Xiangyi. Jian Anran asked Su Yiqi tactfully at that time if she could tell these things to others.
Su Yiqi responded quickly and asked him immediately: "Do you want to talk to your teacher?"
I don’t know what they said next, and their conversation quickly went to other places.
Su Yiqi didn't say no, but he didn't say yes either.
It stands to reason that Wen Siheng has been in a well-known corrupt country for so many years, so he must be accustomed to such things, right?
There was a traffic jam on the way back to school. The traffic in Luojiang was as bad as ever. Jian Anran thought about whether she should tell Wen Siheng about the recent events.
She opened WeChat and found the familiar avatar in the list.
【Jane:Are you free recently?】
Immediately, a new message alert was heard from the front row, and the dialog box above Jian Anran quickly popped up:
[The other party is typing...]
She raised her eyes and secretly glanced at the co-pilot in front of her, and subconsciously muted her cell phone.
[Teacher Wen Siheng: It depends.] (It depends on the situation)
【Jane: I want to get my property】
[Teacher Wen Siheng:?]
Does he want to default on his debt? Jian Anran is obviously very dissatisfied with his question mark.
[Jane: Are you being a swindler? Didn’t you say you wanted to give me the Barcelona chair?]
From the side, only the corners of Wen Siheng's lips could be seen raised, and he immediately replied in front of the dialog box:
[Teacher Wen Siheng: Welcome at any time]
He said anytime, but Jian Anran can't do it anytime.
……
The next day, she was preparing to go to Ludao to sign the contract. After returning to the dormitory and taking a shower, Jane Anran pulled up the bed curtains, and the blue light from Ning Beibei's computer faintly penetrated through the gaps. She slept extremely early that night.<
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After a brief breakfast in the dormitory, when Jian Anran arrived at the bottom of the department building, Mi Yingying and Song Qi had already arrived.
Putting on almost the most formal dress in her wardrobe, Mi Yingying even put on light makeup. This is probably how people feel refreshed during happy events. After changing from the usual heaviness, Song Qi could hardly hide the smile on her lips. After signing today, they will get two million in income. Even if there is not much left on their heads, the mosquito legs are still meat. This is not much better than them working hard in the office.
Sure enough, staying up late to draw was somewhat rewarding, and Mi Yingying became more determined to further her studies in this field.
Wen Siheng specially rented a luxurious business car. The seats inside were extremely spacious. When he got in the car, imported snacks and high-end drinks were already prepared in the center console. Everything revealed a different kind of luxury.
As soon as he got in the car, Wen Siheng turned around and looked at Jian Anran with complicated eyes. Not long after she sat down, she received a new message.
[Teacher Wen Siheng: Didn’t you say you came to move personal assets?]
While others were not paying attention, Jian Anran raised her head and rolled her eyes.
[Jane: No one goes to their ex-husband’s house at night just to move a chair, right?]
[Teacher Wen Siheng: You can create new worlds]
The business car turned another corner and was about to enter the highway. Wen Siheng, who was sitting in the middle row of seats, frequently raised his cell phone, but there was no news.
I glanced at the rearview mirror. From this angle, I could only see the car coming from behind.
Wen Siheng specially took a bottle of water and placed it on the armrest. Wen Siheng's hand seemed to be leaning on the armrest accidentally, and it fell to the ground as soon as he touched the mineral water.
The commercial vehicle accelerated and the mineral water quickly rolled into the back row.
Mi Yingying had quick eyes and quick hands, lowered her head and grabbed the bottle of mineral water.
"Thank you." Wen Siheng turned around and smiled, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jian Anran's head leaning against the window, leaning around and falling into a deep sleep.
When I arrived at the foundation building, I didn’t know if it was due to the reorganization. In just one month, the building’s facade had been renovated and it looked brand new.
As soon as they got off the bus, a man in formal clothes walked over from a distance, "Is this Teacher Wen Siheng's group?"
"Yes." Wen Siheng nodded slightly.
"Teacher Wen, good morning, classmates. Director Zhang specially asked me to come to greet you. Please come with me to rest first."
Different from the bumpy experience of proving their innocence, this time they were politely sent to the VIP room.
There were only a few of them in the huge VIP room, and several giant luxurious sofas were placed around the VIP room.
It can be seen that the other party has made preparations in advance. Whether it is fruit drinks or desserts, the heating inside is fully turned on, and several humidifiers are specially placed next to it.
"The board of directors is already preparing. The meeting will start on time at 9:30. Please rest in the VIP room first. If you need anything, our staff will be outside to prepare."
"Thank you." Perhaps because he was used to this kind of scene, Wen Siheng smiled and walked straight to the sofa to sit down. He took out the iPad in his briefcase and never raised his head again.
As soon as the door to the VIP room closed, Mi Yingying shouted: "Oh my God!"
Jian Anran and Song Qi turned their heads away together like a meerkat, and then saw Mi Yingying hunched over and putting her nose to the vase on the table.
"This flower is actually real!" She was obviously very surprised by such a high-level reception.
"Does the teacher often come in and out of places like the VIP room?" Mi Yingying then curiously approached Wen Siheng, who was reviewing the drawings of the old renovation project.
After briefly falling into memories, Wen Siheng looked up and said, "I often went there with my father when I was a child."
"Father?" Mi Yingying's curiosity was immediately aroused. After careful consideration, she said tactfully: "Does the teacher's family also do this?"
Haiben Haishuo was still studying for a Ph.D., and everyone had always known that Wen Siheng's family conditions were probably good, but Wen Siheng rarely mentioned, or never mentioned, his family affairs. Everyone could only rely on their imaginations about his private life. "Let's get involved." Wen Siheng thought for a while.
