"Wait a minute!" Seeing the other party take out his mobile phone in a serious manner, Wen Siheng quickly stopped him.
"He is just a contact person. This kind of situation will only occur if someone instructs him to do so, right?" He got to the point.
Manager Wu looked hesitant, and finally sighed, as if he had made up his mind and said, "The previous reorganization we went through to reorganize the foundation caused internal chaos for a long time."
"Many people take the opportunity to make profits from it. This is contrary to the overall development direction of our foundation. Please believe us. We can now have the confidence to proactively contact you. That is, our matters have been taken care of. Please don't worry about the follow-up request, Mr. Wen.
.” The other party’s attitude was very sincere.
"No," Wen Siheng said immediately, "your foundation doesn't have to be like this, does it?"
"I've said it before, your project is huge in scale, and the most indispensable thing outside is design institutes and studios that want to compete for this opportunity, right?"
"For example, the previous ZH studio, we are currently far from their scale, and our processes are far from their completeness."
"This..." Manager Wu looked a little embarrassed, "I thought Teacher Wen would know this better than us."
He had no idea at all. To be honest, Wen Siheng was even a little confused.
Since this week, Wen Siheng's mobile phone has almost been bombarded with calls. The attitude of Ludao's project team is as positive as marketing.
In this Party A market, it was difficult for him to imagine why the other party had to do such a big project for them.
Wen Siheng has even taken the initiative to enter the conspiracy theory. Last week, Wen Siheng began to investigate whether there was something wrong with their project that required a small studio like his to take the blame——
No, nothing.
Having nothing and knowing nothing is the scariest thing.
It seemed that there was an invisible pool of water in front of him. Wen Siheng tentatively threw a stone into the pool. No matter what reaction there was, the surface of the pool was so calm that there was not even a trace of ripples.
"Why don't we take a break at halftime? Please take a rest here." Wen Siheng stood up and gave them a look.
As soon as Qianzu returned to the office, the secretary-general of Houzu's school administration office immediately followed him in.
"Teacher Wen, do you still have any hesitations now?" He looked a little anxious.
"The other party is too anxious," Wen Siheng crossed his arms. "The other party's attitude is as if they are rushing through some process. They have to see the project signed before it is complete."
"Isn't this great?" The secretary-general hurriedly stepped forward, "What a great project. Not to mention the school, such a large-scale welfare project is a unique opportunity for Mr. Wen to expose your studio." p>
After a pause, Wen Siheng raised his head and looked directly at the Secretary-General, "Then let me ask, is there any reason why I must do this kind of project?"
The other party swallowed his saliva, and the bald crown of Secretary Tian's head in December was even sweating a little——
They also don’t know the reason why Wen Siheng is the founder of the foundation.
To be honest, Wen Siheng's cell phone had been turned off for several days. It was Ludao who found that they couldn't contact anyone in their studio, so they contacted the school directly.
To put it nicely, it means asking the school to help persuade Wen Siheng. To put it bluntly, Wen Siheng can be pressured by the school.
Cutting off all escape routes, they will not give up until Wen Siheng successfully signs the contract.
"Teacher Wen Siheng, to be honest with you, the principal originally planned to send me to say something nice, but in fact we don't know the other party's reasons." The secretary-general finally spoke.
"But after all, you are also a teacher of our school and the face of the school. We can't push our teachers into it knowing that there is a fire pit in front of us."
"In the past few days, we have also entrusted a lot of connections, whether it is their foundation, the funds behind the foundation, or even the main members. We have hired people to do background checks, and there are no problems at all.
”
Seeing that Wen Siheng's eyebrows seemed to gradually soften, the Secretary-General continued, "Our initial guess is that they used the horoscopes of the Prime Minister and Vice-President to make decisions before? Maybe the other party's decision-makers are more superstitious. Where did they go to find out about you?
It’s more suitable for this project.”
Decision maker? Hearing these three words, Wen Siheng immediately thought of their executive director Zhang Peiwen. He really didn't seem like someone who would believe in such feng shui ghosts and gods.
Probably because the initial persuasion worked, the Secretary-General immediately took advantage of the victory and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Wen, there is absolutely no danger. Although we don't know about other problems, I believe that such a large project is worth your while."
It’s risky.”
On the way back to the conference room, Wen Siheng felt as if he was going to do some financial leverage. If the biggest risk for the project leader who manages the site is to go up, then the biggest risk for the architect is to go in.
Since his preliminary inquiries and the school's full investigation have ruled out this possibility, other potential risks are still worth a try.
When he finished signing, the secretary behind Manager Wu immediately took out his camera from his bag and asked, "Can you please take a group photo together?"
Jian Anran, who subconsciously took a step back, seemed to be pushed from behind by someone in the confusion, and stepped forward to reach the C position.
"Sorry, sorry." When she quickly lowered her head and tried to move aside, she heard the secretary start counting down: "Three, two, one."
When the photo was fixed, she was standing in the middle of the group photo, right next to Wen Siheng.
……
"An Ran, are these mineral waters brought from our office?" When the meeting ended, a few of them stayed to clean the conference room.
"Yes." Jian Anran nodded.
Mi Yingying immediately picked up a few bottles of water, "I'll take these unopened ones back to the office first. I'll ask you to clean up the mineral water bottles you drank."
Jian Anran said "Oh" and Song Qi went back after tidying up the tables and chairs. She stayed behind to clean up the empty bottles and prepare to lock the door and leave.
"Have everything been settled?" Before she could walk out of the door, a voice from the other end of the corridor immediately attracted Jian Anran's attention.
The voice was very familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere, but Jian Anran couldn't remember it for a while.
"I'm sure, please confirm the contract you just signed." Another voice sounded equally familiar.
"No need," the first male voice replied, "We have all seen what Mr. Zhang does, so there is no need to look at these anymore."
Mr. Zhang? I thought it was the staff member just now who was reporting to his superiors, but wasn’t the manager named Wu who came forward today?