Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

"What?" another asked curiously, "Copying that?"

"I didn't say that, if it wasn't for knowing that Xiangyi is a bad person, the public relations of their studio are so vague, those who don't know would think that the teacher randomly pushed a student to take the blame."

The man immediately laughed out loud, "What kind of serious public relations can their studio have?"

"You don't know, do you? I heard that the operator of their official account is even an undergraduate student, an office assistant."

"Isn't it?" Another person deliberately lowered his voice, "Isn't the office assistant paid by the school?"

"Use the school's funds to hire myself to operate it. I usually see him going out in luxury cars. I didn't expect this Wen Siheng to be so picky."

"However, that's not what I want to talk about." The man said mysteriously.

"what? What?"

"I also heard it from others. You have to promise me not to tell others. The last time someone saw the new drawings printed by their studio in the reference room, it was a renovation project of a shop in the old city."

"Old reform?" The man said immediately, "Wen Siheng also knows how to follow the trend. This topic is very popular."

"It's no wonder that Mi Yingying from their studio has been talking about how busy and hard she is recently. It turns out she got a new project."

"But do you know? The area they remodeled is only fifty square meters."

"Fifty Ping?" The man on the opposite side looked very surprised, and laughed outright, "I've been busy for such a long time, just for Fifty Ping? Isn't it?"

"That's right," someone next to him echoed, "Professor Zhao has recently received random projects with a scale of [-] square meters. Is the old renovation of [-] square meters enough to support a studio?"

"Yes, yes, congratulations, your studio takes on this kind of real estate projects, and that's the only way to make money!"

"That's why I said it. It sounded good. What Dr. Haigui, everyone thought he was very capable, but it turned out that after all the effort..."

"..."

Originally, when talking about Xiangyi at the beginning, Mi Yingying thought it was nothing to listen to, but when she said more and more outrageous later, when she was so angry that she wanted to rush out and scold, the gossips went further and further away, waiting for her By the time he reached the door, there was no other trace.

"Sister here!"

Looking in the direction of the voice, Mi Yingying immediately saw Jian Anran sitting in the atrium.

"Did you hear the nonsense that a few people just said?" Violently unpacking the takeaway, Mi Yingying, who was full of anger, transferred all her anger to the hand that unwrapped the takeaway.

Originally, she shook her head first, and then Jian Anran nodded obediently when she met Mi Yingying's almost angry eyes.

"There's no way, three people become tigers," she sighed helplessly, "The more it spreads, the more outrageous it is."

……

After lunch, they wanted to go downstairs for a walk, but Jian Anran and Mi Yingying just stood up when they saw the elevator door at the end of the corridor open, and Wen Siheng, who was wearing a white shirt and classic skin, walked over with a stack of documents.

"Hello teacher!" Mi Yingying waved first.

"Are you here?" Wen Siheng nodded towards this side, "Do you want to go out?"

Nodding her head, Mi Yingying immediately picked up the takeaway box in her hand and shook it at him, "Throw out the trash, and go downstairs by the way."

"That's it," Wen Siheng opened the office door straight away, and Wen Siheng suddenly froze in place, and then turned his head after a moment of pause, "Come back as soon as possible, let's open an account."

"That's not going, come back immediately after throwing it away." Before Jian Anran could react, Mi Yingying had already grabbed her arm, and the two walked quickly towards the elevator.

After throwing out the trash, I couldn't wait to return to the office. When I opened the door, I saw Wen Siheng looking for something in the filing cabinet.

"Does the teacher need anything?" Mi Yingying stood up very actively, "I just sorted it out last week, so I know exactly where you are looking for."

"Is that so? Thanks for your hard work." Wen Siheng turned around and smiled, "I wanted to find information about the Ludao project, but I didn't see where it was for a while."

"Ludao?" Hearing this key word, it seemed as if some mechanism of Mi Yingying had been triggered instantly, and she immediately became alert, "What's wrong with that?"

Even Song Qi who was at the side couldn't help looking up, and waited curiously for Wen Siheng to continue with his eyes wide open.

"No, no, everyone, don't be nervous," he smiled again, "The foundation finished its reorganization last week, and they said that the previous file management was chaotic. Please contact us to submit a new material."

"So do we have another chance?" Jian Anran stood aside and couldn't hold back her words.

Wen Siheng didn't follow her eyes, and Wen Siheng seemed to be answering her question, "The other party only said that they wanted to submit supplementary materials. We shouldn't have too high expectations, but we can't slack off during this period of time."

"Okay," Wen Siheng took out the documents from the file cabinet, and patted the ashes on them, "I have sorted out the adjustment opinions of the old reform project, and I will work hard for everyone after the lunch break."

Originally, he wanted to stuff the documents into the briefcase, but after trying twice, he found that it couldn't fit in at all. Wen Siheng hurried out with the documents in his arms.

"Do you think there is hope?" Mi Yingying asked suddenly.

Just as Jian Anran was about to shake her head and say she didn't know, she suddenly heard Song Qi in the corner say, "I saw Zhang Peiwen last time."

"Zhang Peiwen?" Mi Yingying questioned.

This name is very familiar, as if it has been seen somewhere before, but Jian Anran will not be able to remember it for a while.

"The CEO of the Zhang Group is also the executive director of the Ludao Foundation, the actual decision maker of this affordable housing project." Song Qi explained.

"So?" Mi Yingying was still confused, "Where did I meet him?"

Song Qi glanced over Jian Anran vaguely, and finally fixed his eyes on the white wall behind her, "Ludao Hotel, on the day of the bidding meeting, the other party seemed to be very familiar with our teacher."

Tender?
The pupils dilated instantly, Jian Anran stared at Song Qi nervously, and swallowed subconsciously.

The day of the tender?Isn't it the time when she and Wen Siheng met the Zhang couple downstairs in the lobby of Ludao Hotel?

In the first half of the conversation, she was completely present, and Jian Anran clearly remembered that she was afraid that other people would be suspicious, so she only entered the restaurant at the back.

I don't know if Song Qi saw her question, just like Schrödinger's cat, he may or may not have seen it.

Originally, she thought that the matter would be over when she received the divorce certificate, but Jian Anran never expected that now there is another layer of unknowability.

Mi Yingying was obviously very interested in this topic, and immediately rushed to Song Qi, "So senior, you mean that the other party is likely to support our project?"

"It's possible," Song Qi turned his head, "You think so? Classmate An Ran."