"It's okay," Xiangyi smiled sweetly, "Actually, it's just my little selfishness."
"This conference is attended by some old professors from the department. I would like to take the opportunity to see and learn more."
Ignoring Xiangyi in front of him, Wen Siheng opened the door and walked straight into the conference room.
Xiangyi froze on the spot, not knowing what to do for a long time.
She secretly guessed, was he angry? But such a small thing wouldn't make him angry, right?
Besides, the instructor in their group is famous for being emotionally stable, so he shouldn't be angry with her because of this matter, right?
After Xiangyi ran through the fifth questioning process in his mind, the heavy conference room door was pushed open again, and Wen Siheng's tall figure leaned against the door.
"Come in." He glanced at the person in front of him.
"Yes, yes," the professor behind agreed, "It is rare to learn the same thing once, so it would be a pity to go back without listening."
In the office here, there was a "ding dong——" sound, the screen on the table lit up, and Jian Anran picked up the phone.
[Elder Tang: There will be a meeting in Ludao City tomorrow morning. I will stay there for one night today and will not go back tonight. Go to bed early]
After taking a look, Jian Anran immediately put down the phone.
Soon the vibration sounded again, and a new message was sent from the other side.
[Elder Tang: You have read it and can’t reply?]
[Elder Tang: Get off work immediately]
Looking up at the four corners of the ceiling, Jian Anran had to wonder if Wen Siheng had secretly installed surveillance cameras in the office, so that he could know everything about her every move.
In her small social circle, she is well-known as a "thought reply" contestant. Every time Jian Anran reads the message, she always thinks about replying later when she has time.
After thinking about it, I can no longer think of it.
She was thankful for countless times that WeChat did not have a read function, otherwise her bad behavior would have been so outrageous that people and gods would be expelled from the circle of friends.
When I came to the office the next day, I heard bursts of laughter inside before opening the door.
Looking up, Jian Anran confirmed twice that the house number was correct, and finally made up her mind to open the door amid hesitation.
Teacher Bian and Xiangyi at the window all focused their attention on Jian Anran, who had just entered the door.
Why is it her?
After being stunned for a while, Jian Anran pretended to calmly nodded and said hello, then walked straight to the desk and put down her bag.
"Ding dong——"
I opened WeChat and saw a message from Mi Yingying.
She explained the whole story in a long paragraph. It was probably that after Teacher Bian went to the Vice-President to be jealous, the Vice-President of the Prime Minister lowered his face and quickly went to beg for mercy.
The project went around in a circle, and finally fell back into their hands intact. After reading the news, Jian Anran looked up and met Mi Yingying's helpless eyes.
"Okay, time is tight, I'll leave the rest to the students." Teacher Bian said as he stood up.
Checking the time, it was less than 15 minutes since class began. Jian Anran was a little surprised that she was planning to leave so soon this time.
"Okay, I'll send Teacher Bian's revision comments to everyone later, so I'll thank you for your hard work." Xiangyi returned to his seat.
"Revision?" Mi Yingying raised her voice.
I looked at the calendar on the table and saw that the exhibition will start tomorrow.
It stands to reason that the exhibition hall should have been decorated by now. Who is still changing the pictures at this juncture?
"Yes, Teacher Bian is a well-known perfectionist and pursues details," Xiangyi said.
"That's almost it." Mi Yingying muttered in a low voice, with just the right volume so that everyone in the entire office could hear it.
It was rare that all the projects were completed before get off work today, so everyone left on time for the first time in a long time.
After walking out one after another, Jian Anran was the only one left in the office.
Just as she was about to leave, she bumped into several uniformed workers coming in with tool boxes.
"Excuse me, classmates, we are here to install the water dispenser."
Halfway through the semester, the school finally allocated money for water dispensers. From now on, every office will be equipped with water dispensers, so everyone no longer has to go in and out and wait in long lines at the water dispensers outside the corridor.
"I'll be waiting outside the corridor. Please let me know when the master is ready. I'll be responsible for closing the door."
Jian Anran said, holding her bag and sitting on a chair in the atrium.
There is a spacious atrium in the Department of Architecture building. When you raise your head, you can look directly at the glass on the roof. Through the stains that have not been wiped off for half a semester, Jian Anran can vaguely catch a glimpse of the sky outside.
Just leaning her head on the back of the chair, Jane quietly watched the clouds in the sky slowly drift by.
"Why is there no one in the office?" A sharp female voice broke her silence.
She sat up and found Teacher Bian standing angrily at the door.
As if he just noticed someone in the atrium, Teacher Bian shifted his gaze and walked towards Jian Anran, who was looking at a loss on her high heels.
"What's the matter, teacher?" Jian Anran asked.
"Let me ask you, wasn't the plan changed today? Why was it the same plan I had just arrived at the scene three days ago?"
Seeing Teacher Bian's furious face gradually approaching, Jian Anran couldn't help but take a step back in desperation, trying to keep a safe distance.
"Senior Xiangyi was in charge of the connection before. I'm not sure. Maybe the teacher should contact the senior."
"You don't know that Xiangyi has been under a lot of mental pressure recently." Teacher Bian said as he took out his mobile phone from his bag.
"And her phone number can't be reached either. Please hurry up and find someone to take charge. It will be launched at nine o'clock tomorrow. Why are you so unreliable?"
Opening WeChat in a panic, Jian Anran saw that the docking group she had set to do not disturb had nearly 1,000 messages.
For a long time, Jian Anran felt that her work was just miscellaneous things, and Xiangyi had always been responsible for project docking.
Since she couldn't speak, she simply set the group chat that kept ringing every day to do not disturb.
After quickly browsing the news of the past three days, she roughly understood: It turned out that the construction team went on strike after the fifth revision of the plan. They didn't even want the final payment of the project, so they packed up and ran away.
After trying to dissuade him several times to no avail, Xiangyi gave up on himself.
I made several calls but her phone was turned off, and now I can’t even contact her.
Seeing Jian Anran frantically dialing the phone in her hand, Teacher Bian turned around and gave a "hum" look.
In desperation, she scrolled down her address book almost to the bottom.
Click on the contact with the note "W".
"What's the matter?" The lazy voice on the other side of the phone came along the receiver of the phone, and you could still vaguely hear the noisy conversation behind him.
"Teacher, I'm sorry to interrupt your meeting," Jian Anran looked at Teacher Bian and said specifically to the person on the other end of the phone.
"Teacher Bian reported back that the construction team went on temporary strike. We can't contact Senior Xiangyi now, and the current layout of the exhibition hall is still the unmodified plan from the previous version."
