"Huh?" Mi Yingying was dumbfounded, "I c... I'm m... no, and this b..."
A series of beautiful Chinese words came out of her mouth, and the emotions Mi Yingying had suppressed for so many days burst out at this moment.
In sharp contrast to Wen Siheng's reaction just now, Jian Anran secretly sighed again that Wen Siheng's mood was indeed very stable.
I never thought that the other party could come up with such an outrageous reason. They seemed to have been struck by lightning, and they didn't even know where to start complaining.
"I'm really convinced by this B board of directors." Mi Yingying's face turned red and she was furious.
She glanced secretly in Wen Siheng's direction, and she suddenly remembered that Wen Siheng did not have a first-class registered architect certificate and could not sign for his own projects yet.
"That's right," Mi Yingying just realized, "So, is it our teacher who is the one with the different horoscopes?"
It’s the Vice-President of the Prime Minister.
Since Xiangyi was transferred to Xu Nianhe's team, this name has almost never appeared in their office, so that Jian Anran did not realize that this person existed for a while.
Wen Siheng nodded slightly, confirming their suspicion.
The Ludao Foundation played this trick very shady, saying that it was not open to public tendering and they were the ones who had to decide the plan directly. Now they are the ones who are obstructing it time and time again.
Knowing that the actual person in charge of the project was not Wen Siheng, the other party came up with such an outrageous excuse that the characters were incompatible.
The other party worked so hard to do this, didn't they just hope that they could be dumb and eat Coptis chinensis? It's not good that the Prime Minister and Vice-President were willing to help him, and now Wen Siheng came to him and said that he was not good at horoscopes, right?
It may be a bit of a personal bias, but Jian Anran feels that people of the age of the Vice-President are probably very concerned about this kind of Feng Shui theory and horoscopes.
Everything is ready, just waiting for them to withdraw on their own initiative.
The only regret is that they spent countless days and nights on this project in the past. Jian Anran even felt that with such Party A, even if they could really win the project, the four of them would never do it in the next few months.
Better than anywhere else.
"The other party is not someone who sincerely cooperates. We will not participate in any projects related to them in the future." Without saying anything else, Wen Siheng turned around, picked up his briefcase, and walked straight towards the small office.
The moment the glass door closed, the office fell into silence again.
Song Qi looked up at the ceiling, Mi Yingying lay on the table and sighed, and Jian Anran leaned her head on the glass behind her, raising her head for a long time and being speechless.
The more times this happens, the more she doubts whether the major of architecture is the right choice for her.
Complex intertwined interests, deep scheming games, and a highly dependent so-called network of relationships.
No matter what point you pick out, it is something that ordinary people like Jian Anran cannot have.
"But by the way," Mi Yingying suddenly straightened up, "Are you having any activities on the Winter Solstice?"
"Winter Solstice?" After flipping through the calendar, Jian Anran suddenly realized that the Winter Solstice is next week.
In the past, when she was at home, her mother Yang Yahui would make glutinous rice balls by herself. Even if she had classes that day, she would rush home to eat glutinous rice balls together no matter how late.
It had been a long time since she had been home, and Jian Anran was lost in thought while looking at the date on the calendar.
"Senior sister, what are you thinking about? Why are you in a daze again."
By the time she reacted, Mi Yingying was already standing in front of her, with her hands on the table.
"I want to ask you, do you have any plans for the Winter Solstice?" she asked again.
Song Qi on the side looked like he was closing his eyes to rest, "I'm going home."
Song Qi is from a county under Luojiang. If he has nothing to do on weekends, he will basically go home.
Mi Yingying is from the north.
Jian Anran happened to hear her talk about her experience of returning home. There was no direct flight from Luojiang to her hometown. She had to take a three-and-a-half-hour flight and then take an hour-long bus to the train station. After arriving,
We still have to take another three and a half hours of slow train ride, and the journey home is very bumpy.
Therefore, Mi Yingying will not go home except during winter and summer vacations.
There are access control and attendance records in the dormitory. Predicting that she would often leave early and come back late during her graduate studies, Mi Yingying did not live in the school, but rented a small single room near the school.
"Where are you, Anran?" After Song Qi lost hope, Mi Yingying immediately cast an ardent look at Jian Anran.
"Me?" Jian Anran thought for a moment, "I don't have any plans. I should be free, right?"
"That's great!" Her black eyes lit up immediately, and Mi Yingying looked very happy, "Then you come to my rented house during the winter solstice, and let's make dumplings together!"
"Making dumplings?" Jian Anran was a little confused, "Why making dumplings?"
"Why aren't you making dumplings?" Mi Yingying was confused, "Otherwise, what would you eat during the Winter Solstice?"
"What?" It was obviously the first time she heard this answer. Mi Yingying looked very surprised, "Why do we eat glutinous rice balls during the Winter Solstice?"
After a heated discussion between the three of them about the differences in food culture between the north and the south, Mi Yingying and Jian Anran finally reached an agreement: eat glutinous rice balls at noon and dumplings at night on the winter solstice.
……
The office outside the glass was bustling with activity. Sometimes they were discussing something fiercely, and sometimes they were angry and scolding Ludao's foundation.
In the small office inside the glass, Wen Siheng stared at the WeChat interface in fear, his fingers resting on the dialog box, not knowing how to speak for a long time.
"Waiting for the light -" The phone in her pocket vibrated twice, and Jian Anran took it out immediately. There was a new message on the interface:
[Teacher Wen Siheng: Something happened during the winter solstice!]
Checking the time, Jian Anran only received the message from five minutes ago. There was often no signal on her mobile phone, so she was unable to receive many messages in time.
【Jane:?】
[Teacher Wen Siheng: My mother asked us to go back and have a meal together during the winter solstice a few days ago]
[Jane: Thank you for the invitation, I don’t want a threesome, please ask someone else]
The last time she went back to Henghe Garden, Jian Anran’s memories were not too good.
A mother-in-law who is vaguely dissatisfied with herself, a husband who speaks and does things without discussion, and her husband's mean ex.
Tang Yirui, who still regrets that her son is not with Xu Nianhe, if she knew that Xu Nianhe was planning to live in Luojiang forever, could he not invite her to have dinner with him?
Forget about going to class in normal times, Jian Anran didn’t want to see Xu Nianhe’s raised chin on this beautiful holiday.
[Jane: Your family doesn’t accept divorced men? You still dare not say it yet?] In the end, she couldn’t hold back her anger.
