I can copy the three thousand avenues

Jiang Jingci shrugged and smiled, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"I'm talking about the unfinished buildings in the southern suburbs of Jiangcheng." Wen Lan looked at him quietly, "You and Xie Yansheng have been fighting in the business world for more than a year, winning and losing. What have you gained now?"

"Perhaps there is God's will in the dark. Whatever Mr. Xie likes, I also like." Jiang Jingci said insinuatingly, "I also like what Mr. I feel unwilling.”

Wen Lan was furious when he heard this, but he still persuaded him patiently, "Since there is God's will in the world, Mr. Jiang should give up as soon as possible."

"I'm sorry, I'm easily emotionless, but I'm very stubborn when I do. I won't look back until I hit the south wall and die." Jiang Jingci looked determined.

Wen Lan lowered his eyes, "If there is nothing else, I will go and get busy."

"For more than a year, my consumption in TT has become one of your top customers. Zhou Qiao has always been fully responsible for me. Now Zhou Qiao has a car accident and cannot provide services to me in a short period of time. I would like to ask Designer Wen Sorry, please add my contact information so that I can express my demands at any time in the future," Jiang Jingci said slowly.

Wen Lan had no choice. He took the initiative to remove all Jiang Jingci's contact information from the blacklist, and forced out a perfunctory smile: "From now on, if Mr. Jiang only has any opinions about TT's customized men's clothing, just tell me."

"They will definitely bother Designer Wen often." Jiang Jingci smiled brightly, "Of course, Designer Wen should not find it too troublesome."

Wen Lan suppressed his inner displeasure and personally sent him to the door.

Before leaving, he asked again: "I want to know how long will my contact information stay in Designer Wen's friend list this time?"

Wen Lan was startled at first. He wanted to say "wait until Qiaoqiao comes back", but chose to remain silent.

After she left Jiangcheng, her original independent studio was used by other designers, and now she can only use Zhou Qiao's office to work.

Tomorrow is the day when TT pays her salary. Zhou Qiao is hospitalized and her financial statements for last month have not been proofread yet. In order not to miss anything, she hurriedly turned on her computer and looked at them carefully.

Halfway through proofreading, the front desk knocked on the door again and came in.

This time the front desk carried a gray brown paper bag and said with a smile, "Designer Wen, your takeaway dinner."

Wen Lan was confused. She sent Jiang Jingci away and sat on her chair to read the financial statements. She didn't even look at her phone and didn't order takeout at all.

"Everyone is getting ready to get off work. When the last one leaves, he will lock the door below, so you don't have to go downstairs again." After the receptionist finished speaking, he waved goodbye to Wen Lan.

Wen Lan looked at the order information on the outside of the paper bag. It was the meal for "No. 9". The first few digits of the orderer's mobile phone number had been hidden, but she recognized the last four as Jiang Jingci's at a glance.

There are four lunch boxes in the paper bag, including rice, two vegetarian and one meat, which she likes to eat.

There was a bitterness in her chest.

Time and time again, she and Jiang Jingci broke the ice, but time and time again, he inexplicably broke the ice and appeared in her friend list.

What she ate for lunch was TT’s customized lunch box, because it contained celery, which she didn’t like, so she lost her appetite after just two bites.

Now seeing "No. 9"'s famously exquisite meals, she immediately picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

Halfway through the meal, he sent Jiang Jingci a WeChat message: Thank you for the dinner.

Jiang Jingci replied instantly: Besides "thank you", would you say anything else? ?

She didn't reply. She finished eating as quickly as possible, cleared the table and continued to work.

After checking the financial statements, she reviewed the salary advance statement sent by the accountant and left TT after confirming that it was correct.

Walking into the parking lot, she checked the time on her phone, which read 11:20 p.m.

What she didn't expect was that Xie Yansheng was standing next to her car, smoking.

The strong smell of tobacco made her immediately cover her mouth and nose.

Xie Yansheng hurriedly shook off the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, and said with a smile, "I have worked hard overtime until now, and I have worked hard enough!"

"Didn't you say we haven't seen each other recently? Why are you here again?" Seeing the sound of Xie Banquet, her hatred for Xie's mother suddenly surged up, and her tone was very unfriendly.

"I'm talking about not meeting you if I think too lightly, but coming to see you if I think too badly." Xie Yansheng walked towards her with a deep look in his eyes, "Lanlan, you know, if I can't see you tonight, I will It’s going to be crazy!”

"Thank you Yansheng, listen carefully, I will never see you again until you solve all the troubles!" She had a stern face, without any warmth.

"I apologize to you again on behalf of my mother -" Xie Yansheng said and came to hug her. She raised her hand and slapped Xie Yansheng hard on the arm!

Xie Yansheng thought she was showing off her temper, so he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Before she even started coaxing her, she was already tearing her apart with her hands and feet!

"Do you know how your mother scolded me in the hospital today?" She said with a tearful voice, "She opened and shut up and said that I seduced you. Go and tell her, was it me who seduced you, or you who clung to me and seduced me? ?”

Xie Yansheng held her arms harder and harder, and his distressed voice rose and fell in her ears, "Is it okay for me to pester you, cling to you, and seduce you?"

"What's the use of telling me! Go tell your mother if you have the guts! It's you who is pestering me and refusing to let me go. You want to get back together with me! Don't let her harass me again!" She still couldn't calm down the anger in her heart. "I feel annoyed now when I see you named Xie! What evil did I do in my previous life to make me meet you in this life!"

The last sentence was like a sharp dagger, cutting a hole in Xie Yansheng's heart.

He let go of the woman in his arms in defeat, and the only light in his eyes fell silent.

"Wen Lan, I have been working very hard to get rid of the Xie family. Today's fault lies with my mother and me. I failed to control her. I swear, this will definitely be the last time."

"No matter what you say now, I don't want to hear it! Thanks to Yansheng, I will wait for you for another four months. If you still can't fulfill your promise to me, we will go our separate ways!"

Wen Lan took advantage of his confusion to unscrew the door, started the engine and quickly drove out of the parking lot without even fastening his seat belt.

Xie Yansheng stared at the white polo that was getting further away. He didn't drive away until the white rear spoiler disappeared at the exit.

Little did they know that the scene of the two arguing was completely visible to Jiang Jingci in a black car not far away.

In fact, Jiang Jingci never left the parking lot from beginning to end.

It's just that he drove a car that he didn't drive very often today. The car was covered with a highly private sun film, so Xie Yansheng drove past his car and didn't notice him.

Wen Lan's attitude towards Xie Yansheng was completely beyond his expectation. He thought the two of them had already been in harmony!

He didn't leave in a hurry. He thought about the scene that just happened and found it more and more interesting.