Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

"Then I will accept your auspicious words." Xu Nianhe smiled, looking like he was sure of winning.

"This time, it's thanks to Uncle Zhou for your help."

"Where is Miss Xu?" The man in the suit said politely.

"Your company's reputation is well-known all over the world, and the result of this bidding can be said to be without any suspense."

"It's just..." The man in the suit lowered his voice, "You know that Mr. Wen's son is also here to participate in the bidding this time, right?"

"The leader of the project has been friends with Mr. Wen for decades. Who knows if he will sell Mr. Wen's favor. We canvassed votes from him, which to a certain extent can be regarded as maintaining the fairness of the bidding."

Xu Nianhe pretended to be very surprised, and half covered his mouth, "And this thing, Mr. Wen?"

"It's the professor of Lu University, who is engaged in bridge engineering. He and the leader of this affordable housing project came out of the Northwest Institute at the same time. They have been friends for half a century."

This was the first time she heard the story of Wen Shuliang's past, and Jian Anran was somewhat surprised.

She had only heard that Wen Shuliang was the dean of the bridge engineering department at Ludao University, so she certainly knew that the dean of such a top university was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

I always thought that Wen Shuliang was just a leader in the industry at that time, but I didn't expect him to have such an experience.

The status of the Northwest Institute in the engineering world, if compared to Journey to the West, is probably at the level of Tianzhu.

Tang monk, master and apprentice, must go to the west to learn scriptures, and then they can finally come back to practice.

But after thinking about it, what Xu Nianhe and the man in the suit said just now was really funny.

They have done immoral things themselves, and they make up for themselves by crazily slandering and discrediting others.

Jian Anran couldn't help wondering whether Xu Nianhe's confident female image was staged.

The strength of the ZH studio and its great reputation, even if other people want to find connections, it will be difficult to cover it up. Jian Anran doesn't understand whether she is not confident about her project or her own firm.

But Wen Siheng's plan would never be too bad, so it was a bit reconciled to be dismissed by someone inexplicably.

Once the bidding fails, the days and nights they have lived through seem to lose their meaning in an instant. Jian Anran doesn't understand what the past three months are worth.

Moreover, this is the first architectural project since the establishment of Wen Siheng Studio, success or failure depends on it.

Seemingly losing interest in the things on the plate in front of her, she didn't even want to open her mouth, Jian Anran felt a strong drive in her heart, and felt that she should act.

Tell Wen Siheng?
But what's the use of talking to him?With Wen Siheng's personality, he probably had to smile again and let it go.

Discuss with Mi Yingying and Song Qi?But they seemed to have nothing to help other than being as anxious as themselves.

I don't know why Chu Chen suddenly came to mind. Jian Anran once heard that Chu Chen's family is the largest real estate developer in Luojiang.

In several cities that radiate from Luojiang River as the center, more than [-]% of the real estate projects are either owned by Chu Chen's company or built by their company.

This of course includes Ludao City.

With a big family and a big business, Chu Chen's family probably knows a few directors like Xu Nianhe in such a bidding meeting.

At that time, knowing that the spot he squeezed out belonged to Jian Anran, Chu Chen told her at least three times in the bar, "I owe you a favor, and if you need any help in the future, you can come to me anytime."

Fingers stayed on the dialog box with Chu Chen for a moment, but Jian Anran finally chose to press the lock screen.

Not to mention whether the other party is willing to help her, since she exports such projects with several or even a dozen small goals at every turn, Jian Anran knows that her face is not so valuable.

……

At [-]:[-], the hotel lobby was bustling with people in suits and ties.

A lot of media have brought some huge machines in place. There are many domestic and overseas companies participating in the bidding this time, and some large companies even brought a whole team to attend, which is huge.

Mi Yingying looked at her watch over and over again, raising her head from time to time and casting anxious glances in the direction of the elevator.

"Troublemaker." Xiangyi said in a low voice.

It has been 10 minutes since the time of assembly, and the few of them still haven't waited for Jane Anran's figure.

"Maybe there are too many people in the elevator, and the junior girl couldn't squeeze in." Mi Yingying said, "I'll call her and try again."

Song Qi took out his mobile phone, the black page was calling, but Jian Anran didn't answer it for a long time.

"I just waited for a long time for the elevator. There are too many people today, so wait a little longer. Junior girls are usually on time." Mi Yingying smiled awkwardly.

"What's the use of being punctual?" Xiangyi rolled her eyes, "I'm about to enter the arena at nine o'clock, what if I can't find anyone to delay the time?"

"Don't oversleep." She added.

At 8:55, the staff in charge of signing in at the entrance of the banquet hall urged again: "Representatives from all parties are requested to enter the venue as soon as possible. The meeting officially starts at nine o'clock sharp."

In order to take care of representatives of companies from other countries, the staff repeated it in English.

"Teacher, don't delay the meeting because of Student Jian, let's go in first." Xiangyi suggested.

As motionless as a mountain, Wen Siheng didn't give her any response, and Xiangyi froze in place with some embarrassment.

"Patter," the fire door in the elevator room was pushed open.

Jian Anran's face was a little pale, and she stood there looking around, and finally found Wen Siheng and the others in the center of the hall.

"Sister, this way!" Mi Yingying shouted excitedly.

When she ran in front of them, Jian Anran was out of breath, and she couldn't speak a whole sentence.

"Do you know how long we've been waiting?" Xiangyi said dissatisfiedly with her hands folded around her chest.

"Sorry...sorry, there are too many people in the elevator, I...feared that I would be late, so I ran down the stairs." Jian Anran said out of breath.

"From the 27th floor?" Wen Siheng asked in disbelief.

Nodding her head, Jian Anran affirmed his doubts.

Wen Siheng knew Jian Anran's character very well.

She is someone who can sit but can't stand, and can lie down but can't sit.

Since college, the biggest bottleneck that Jian Anran has encountered is the 800-meter physical test every year, besides almost failing a class.

No matter how crowded the elevator is, in the past, Jian Anran would definitely bite the bullet and wait until the elevator can get on.

It's just that now, it doesn't seem like it used to be.

"I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting, let's hurry up and sign in." Jian Anran said.

They were almost the last ones to sign in. When they entered, the arena was already full of seats.

Only in the last few rows did we manage to find a few empty seats that were not connected together.

"Next, we will invite Mr. Zhou Wenhong, the person in charge of the foundation responsible for our affordable housing project, to deliver a speech."

In a meticulous suit and short gray hair, Zhou Wenhong stood in front of the microphone and cleared his throat.

"Hey, this person..." Mi Yingying frowned, as if trying to remember, "Did I meet him somewhere?"