Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Because they couldn't find five consecutive seats together, only Jian Anran and Mi Yingying sat together, and everyone else sat in the back rows.

Seeing Mi Yingying's pensive look, Jian Anran reminded in a low voice: "The western restaurant that day."

"Oh, yes!" Mi Yingying looked a little excited, "The uncle who ate with Xu Nianhe in the western restaurant!"

"The other day I said he looked familiar. I saw him on Ludao Local Treasure's official account!"

Quietly listening to Zhou Wenhong's usual opening speech on the stage, Mi Yingying became more and more wrong as she thought about it. She grabbed Jian Anran and whispered: "No, the more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes."

"What's wrong?" Finally, when Mi Yingying found out by herself, Jian Anran still pretended to be innocent and looked at her puzzled.

"One side is the bidding party of the bidding meeting, and the other is the foundation director in charge of the project. The two people had private contact before the bidding meeting. This..."

"Are they playing tricks?" Mi Yingying thought for a long time, but couldn't think of any more appropriate words to describe it.

"Oops, oops, I have to tell Professor Wen right away!" As she spoke, she started to type frantically on her phone.

Feeling that her fingers were about to rub against the screen of the phone in the next second, Mi Yingying finally coded a long paragraph and sent it to Wen Siheng.

Qi Shuashua turned his head to observe Wen Siheng's reaction, and saw that he first noticed the message on the phone, opened it calmly and looked at it for a long time, then put down the phone expressionlessly.

Then he raised his head and tried to find their faces in the crowd. When the three pairs of eyes met, Wen Siheng smiled, shrugged helplessly, and finally lowered his head and picked up the phone as if he was operating something.

"Deng Deng—" Jian Anran and Mi Yingying's mobile phones rang at the same time, and when they opened it, it was a group message from their studio.

【Teacher Wen: Do your best and obey the destiny】

Wen Siheng's reaction was exactly the same as Jian Anran's expected result at the beginning.

In the process of getting along with Wen Siheng in the past, Jian Anran remembered a sentence from the collection of poems by the British poet Rand——

"I don't argue with anyone, and I don't even bother to argue with anyone."

Wen Siheng's whole body is filled with such an intellectual arrogance, as well as the sense of relaxation cultivated by his superior family conditions and atmosphere.

……

Several consecutive leaders came to the stage to introduce the affordable housing project and representatives of major companies and individuals who were preparing to participate in the bidding, and then they reported their plans in groups.

The results of the groupings were drawn last night, ZH studio got the first one, and Wen Siheng studio got the second one.

When people in the industry heard this result, they called this report "a fight between gods".

After confirming the connection status of the computer and the projector, the organizer reached out to signal the representatives of ZH studio to start.

"Wait for the light—"

Xu Nianhe's colleague inserted the USB flash drive into the computer, skillfully copied the files in the USB flash drive to the computer, and the people on the stage immediately ejected the USB flash drive.

The person in charge of the report was Xu Nianhe. Among the black and gray suits, her white suit was particularly eye-catching.

With bright red lipstick, the hair clipped to her ears was so neat that not even a single strand of hair came out. She stood on the stage and tapped the microphone confidently, with a full chest.

"Of course you are confident." Mi Yingying whispered unconvinced.

Looking at the big screen, move the mouse to the ppt file named "ZH2023 Ludao affordable housing" and double-click.

[This file does not have an application associated with it to perform this action, please install a program, or create an association if the program is already installed]

It can be seen that the staff who operate the computer are a little surprised, but after all, how many times ZH has won bids around the world, the other party's expression does not show the slightest panic.

He inserted the USB flash drive that had been put away just now again, and copied all the two files in the USB flash drive to the computer desktop.

After double-clicking another pdf file other than ppt, the same pop-up window still appears——

The other party finally started to get nervous, taking advantage of the discussion in the audience, he hastily stained the sweat on his forehead with his cuff.

"What's going on?" Some elderly leaders in the audience looked a little dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry, there was an accident on our side, can I ask the technicians to come and help me?"

The logistics staff standing on the side began to rush in and out, and the uncle who looked like the person in charge began to make calls anxiously, and the venue was full of noise.

"Then trouble the second person to come up to the stage and report first." The leader sitting at the top suddenly said.

Originally thought that the organizer would wait until ZH had dealt with it before starting, and was cueed directly without preparation, Wen Siheng still looked the same as usual.

Standing up, he stretched out his hand to straighten the hem of his jacket, and then he stretched out his hand to pat Song Qi who was sitting beside him.

Song Qi understood, first stood up with a "shua", his expression looked a little unnatural, and everyone's eyes focused on the two of them.

Can only bite the bullet and turn his head, Song Qi leaned into Wen Siheng's ear and whispered: "But we only prepared ppt and pdf."

Patting Song Qi's shoulder again, Wen Siheng still raised his feet and strode forward.

"Senior!" Jian Anran grabbed Song Qi.

"Use this." She stuffed her pink hello kitty USB flash drive into Song Qi's hand.

"This is?" Song Qi asked confusedly.

"jpg." Jian Anran finished speaking in a low voice, and Song Qi suddenly realized, picked up the USB flash drive and quickly followed Wen Siheng's pace.

One picture after another was slowly switched, and Wen Siheng completed his smooth report in this "true slide".

At the end of the report, the most senior leader took the lead, and there was thunderous applause from the audience.

Jian Anran poked her head out to take a look, probably the chief is the legendary project leader from the Northwest Institute, Wen Shuliang's best friend.

"Isn't this usable? Didn't ZH studios be known for their rigor?" Someone directly sarcastically said.

In order to avoid interference or any other emergencies, the computer in the meeting room was disconnected from the network before the meeting.

ZH studio did not prepare other file formats, and waited until the hotel's equipment personnel came over to connect to the Internet and temporarily installed the corresponding software, so that they could successfully play the files they had previously prepared.

After tossing back and forth for almost an hour, the directors who originally agreed to vote for the ZH studio were also a little dissatisfied. After listening to Wen Siheng's report, they tended to defect on the spot.

Zhou Wenhong's face was flushed, and he was running around among the directors.

This is why Jane Anran was late this morning.

ppt: The Chinese name is slides or presentations. It is generally used in conjunction with a projector and usually appears in training and meeting occasions. 【Source: Baidu】

pdf: ppt images may be shifted or confused on different computers or different versions. In meetings or mutual transfer files, it is very common to export the ppt to be demonstrated into pdf
jpg: the format of the picture