For several days in a row, Pan Weining, who was in favor of Yizhong, sent flowers to the 66th floor of Qianyu.
In the morning, there were big bunches of fragrant lilies; at noon, there were half-human-high birds of paradise; in the afternoon, there were blue tulips. It was like this every day. The receptionist's red little mouth announced it to everyone in the building soon. Even the aunt who swept the floor on the 66th floor smiled when she saw Wen Nuan, and her eyes seemed to have a deeper meaning.
When someone came to the ceiling shop again, Zhan Nanxian, who had just returned, saw it. He just curled the corners of his lips sarcastically, as if he had expected this situation, and went into his office without saying anything.
Pan Weining sent flowers so generously and arrogantly, but apart from the card attached to the flowers, he never showed up and didn't even call. This surprised Ding Xiaodai, who had questioned Wen Nuan for a long time but still didn't know the reason.
I could only sigh in my heart that Mr. Pan probably didn't know that this kind of romantic offensive, which was preemptive, was only effective on innocent young girls who were new to love and full of longings. In the eyes of an old veteran like her, it was nothing more than a funny gimmick, nothing more.
During lunch break, while Zhan Nanxian was away, Ding Xiaodai continued the previous conversation with instant noodles and some warmth.
"The ordinary ones are like me. Even though I admire him deeply, I know my own limitations. So I can only watch him from afar and dare not get close to him. The more serious ones are Zhang Duanyan from the planning department. Which girl in the world doesn't admire the prince? Even though she knows it's just a dream, she still can't control her infatuation. But she doesn't have the courage to give it up, so she can only feel sad secretly."
"That seems quite insightful. What about being particularly dizzy?"
Ding Xiaodai curled his lips.
"The type of people who are particularly dizzy are the ones I dislike the most. They rely on their good looks to be arrogant and always fantasize about being able to fly to a wealthy family or be kept in a golden house one day. They don't even consider their own weight and are just wishful thinking. Du Xintong from the technical department is a typical example."
Wen Nuan smiled, "As long as Mr. Zhan is still single, it's understandable that she wants to compete."
Ding Xiaodai looked around with his eyes rolling. Seeing that there was indeed no one on the 66th floor, he lowered his voice and said, "Sister Wen, don't speak for her. Let me tell you, she said bad things about you in the technical department."
"oh."
Ding Xiaodai had been complacently leaving her words unsaid, waiting for Wen Nuan to ask further questions, but she just said "oh" and stopped talking, as if she was not interested. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, "Don't you want to know what she said?"
Wen Nuan pretended to be in deep thought, "Are you praising me for being so beautiful that it shames the flowers and the moon?"
Ding Xiaodai snorted, "You just thought about it! She said that you only got this position because of your sister's relationship with Mr. Zhan."
Wen Nuan was horrified. "She is so powerful? She actually knows the relationship between my sister and Mr. Zhan?"
Ding Xiaodai was stunned. "So your sister really knows Mr. Zhan?"
Wen Nuan tilted her head, a little aggrieved, "I know her, but even I don't know what the relationship between her and Mr. Zhan is."
Ding Xiaodai was so angry that he reached out to hit her, "I've been so sincere to you, but you're playing tricks on me!"
She giggled and dodged. Ding Xiaodai was so angry that he rushed over with Baguazhang. She was so scared that she quickly retreated outside the table. As a result, she was chased all over the 66th floor. She dodged and begged for mercy, "Little aunt, I was wrong. Your master has a lot of lifebuoys that can support the boat—"