Wei Anning pointed to himself in surprise, "me?"

Leng Youchen did not change his look. "The plane at 2:30 p.m. please arrive at the airport on time."

Wei Anning raised her wrist to look at her watch. It's 8:40 a.m. and she's leaving at 2:30 p.m., so she's going back to pack her bags now. In fact, the most important thing is not to pack, but why is she?

"Ah..." Wei Anning was about to ask clearly, but Leng Youchen didn't give her time to ask questions, so he turned and left. Wei Anning stared at his cold back. Is she a ghost? As for his urgent appearance, he couldn't stay for a second?

Xiaoyu was nearby. No matter Wei Anning's face was ugly, he smiled and said, "sister Ning, congratulations. I said President Leng must have a heart for you. Look, you'll find a chance to be alone so soon. You should take advantage of the opportunity and strive for a rapid development with President Leng."

Wei Anning picked up the pineapple bag just bought at her desk and stuffed it into her mouth. "Eat yours. There's so much nonsense."

Xiaoyu took down the pineapple bag and winked at Wei Anning. "Sister Ning, don't miss the opportunity. It won't come again."

Wei Anning clenched her fist to beat her. She immediately ran out laughing.

Wei Anning slumped down in her chair and stayed for a while. Then she remembered that she was going on a business trip. She quickly began to pick up the design drawings that needed to catch up with the progress these days, and then put them into the drawing tube containing the manuscript. She stuffed all the relevant documents into her briefcase.

After packing up her things, she walked out of the office with a picture tube on her back and a briefcase. She happened to touch Roy coming up. Roy sneered, "Peace Palace, you have the means."

Wei Anning frowned. "Roy, please make it clear."

"I have been following up the Birmingham project, but this time I always asked you to go together. I'm quite curious. Yesterday afternoon, what kind of fox did you use to coax him into obedience? Did you do it? " Roy's voice was clearly ironic.

Wei Anning knows that Roy was following up the project in Birmingham a month ago. If the project is won, the designer's Commission will get $200000, not to mention the dividend at the end of the year.

She and Roy have always had a competitive relationship. Leng Youchen named her to go this time. Roy must be unhappy, but

"I haven't done anything. I don't care to take the project from you. If you want this project, I'll give it back to you. " Wei Anning finished, turned and put the painting tube and briefcase on the small fish table, whispered, "take it back to my office", and then turned to find Leng Youchen.

In the chief designer's office, Leng Youchen sat behind his desk and was answering the phone. He spoke fluent Italian with a unique mellow and hoarse, just like wine from a long time ago.

Seeing her coming in angrily, he raised his hand and motioned her to wait.

Wei Anning waited for nearly ten minutes. In recent years, she has studied Italian in her spare time, but she is not as fluent as him. Sometimes she has some professional vocabulary, and she doesn't understand it.

But she heard that the content of his conversation was commercial, but it had nothing to do with the work of Huanyu real estate.

She wrung her eyebrows slightly. Before waiting for her wishful thinking, Leng Youchen had hung up the phone. Just now, she was still warm. When she met her, it turned into nine cold days and could freeze to death.

"What's up?"

Wei Anning cheered up, "Mr. Leng, Roy has been following up the project in Birmingham. I can't go to Birmingham with you."

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