There was silence on the other side of the phone. Jiang Wanwan strangely took the phone off and took a look at it. She found that the call was still displayed and there was no fault. She couldn't help but ask twice: "Are you still there?"
"Here." Xi Heming turned the chair around and looked out the window at the lake view: "You don't have to worry about the dress. I'll take you to get dressed at three in the afternoon."
Jiang Wanwan glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon. If she hurry up, she could almost finish today's work.
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the entrance of the park at three o'clock in the afternoon." After Jiang Wanwan said that, she hung up the phone quickly, threw her phone on the table, and worked hard to catch up on her work.
After the call was hung up, Xi Heming breathed a sigh of relief without even realizing it. In his heart, being sharp-tongued, simple and rude was more in line with Jiang Wanwan's personality.
At two forty, Jiang Wanwan's work at hand was finally over. She called her secretary Chen Ke in and handed him the documents processed on the table: "Send these documents back to various departments and ask them to follow my instructions." Yes. In addition, I have to attend a very important business reception in the evening, and I have to do some styling in the afternoon, so I won’t go back to the company."
"Okay." Chen Ke took the file, and Jiang Wanwan rubbed her sore arms and continued: "Everyone has been tired recently, especially those in the technical department. They stay up until eleven or twelve o'clock every day. After a while, the administration When the department is delivering afternoon tea to the technical department, you should go over and tell Manager Li and Manager Meng that everyone in the technical department should go back on time from work today and not work overtime since tomorrow is the weekend and have a good rest."
Chen Ke responded and then asked: "Mr. Jiang, do you want to arrange a car to take you to the reception tonight? Do you need someone to accompany you?"
Although Jiang Wanwan is used to driving to and from get off work by herself every day, on occasions like business cocktail parties, she usually brings a driver with her. No matter the size of the company, the right balance must be set.
"No, I'm going with someone else." Jiang Wanwan showed a regretful look: "It's a pity that I can't bring people with me. Otherwise, I would have brought Manager Cao from the marketing department with me. I would definitely be able to sign a few more deals."
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At three o'clock, Jiang Wanwan was about to arrive at the entrance of the park. Xi Heming's car also drove out of the garage and parked beside her at the same time. Jiang Wanwan opened the door and got in without waiting for the driver to get out of the car.
Xi Heming was slightly startled when he saw Jiang Wanwan wearing a professional suit, and then chuckled: "I said that you have been leaving early and coming home late recently. It turns out that you have really started a business in a serious way. Can you do it?"
"Why not?" Jiang Wanwan turned her head and glared at him: "Starting a business requires first, brains, vision, and third, capital. I don't lack these three things. Why can't I succeed?"
Seeing Jiang Wanwan's confident look, Xi Heming sneered: "If you say nothing else, if you are second only in terms of self-confidence, no one would dare to be first."
Jiang Wanwan cupped her hands and said, "Thank you for the compliment. I feel the same way."
The two of them chuckled at the same time, took out their mobile phones from their bags in unison, and each handled their own work. Jiang Wanwan uses a new mobile phone that she bought herself. The original owner’s contacts and WeChat are basically her plastic best friends. There are various messages every day, either making appointments to go to the beauty salon or competing for bags.
Jiang Wanwan has gone through the chat history and found that whether she goes out to eat or go to the beauty salon or SPA with these best friends, she basically pays for them. In the hearts of these best friends, she is probably the kind of person who is stupid and gets money quickly. Even so, their group of best friends still quarreled from time to time, but the original owner was simple-minded and easy to coax, and happily reconciled after being said a few nice words.
It's quite simple and happy.
Among her friends, the one with whom she has the most plastic relationship is Si Liya, who covets Xi Heming. Siliya's family background is much higher, and if it weren't for Xi Heming, she probably wouldn't pay attention to her at all. It's just that Silia didn't know what kind of stimulation she had been feeling recently, her sourness almost overflowed the screen, and Bai Lianhua's disguise was almost torn to pieces by herself.
Jiang Wanwan doesn't have time to talk to her recently. She will act with her properly after she is busy for a while. Although she doesn't love Xi Heming, she will divorce Xi Heming after paying back the money, but she will not let Si Liya, who killed the original owner, marry Xi Heming. Since she has traveled through this novel, she has to write the rest of the novel!
Not wanting to waste time on useless things, Jiang Wanwan bought a new mobile phone and applied for a card. She suddenly felt relieved. Now, except for her family and work partners, there were no other outsiders on her phone.
Opening WeChat, Manager Cao from the marketing department sent a WeChat message: "Mr. Jiang, I heard from Secretary Chen that you are going to attend a cocktail party tonight. Is it a cocktail party on the top floor of Haihu Building? I just got the invitation letter through some connections and am preparing to meet you. Reporting."
Jiang Wanwan really didn't know where the reception was. She turned to Xi Heming and asked, "Where will the reception be held tonight?"
Xi Heming didn't even raise his head and replied directly: "Mansion No. 1, Bihai."
Jiang Wanwan lowered her head and replied to Manager Cao with a WeChat message: "I went to the reception at Bihai No. 1 Mansion, which is not the same place as you. It just so happened that we split up to get to know more entrepreneurs and introduce our intelligent platform system to them."
Manager Cao didn’t reply for a long time. Just when Jiang Wanwan was about to close WeChat, Manager Cao suddenly sent a WeChat message: “Bihai No. 1 Mansion???”
Jiang Wanwan felt that she was getting more and more powerful, and she could actually see Manager Cao's trembling from these three simple question marks.
Jiang Wanwan asked in confusion: "Is there anything wrong with Bihai No. 1 Mansion?"
Manager Cao came back with a lot of words: "No. 1 Bihai Mansion is the private residence in this city of Mr. Zhao Qingyang, the richest man in Asia, the 18th richest man in the world, and the founder of Qingyang Group. Although the headquarters of Qingyang Group is in Suzhou , but Mr. Zhao Qingyang is indeed a local. He went to university in Suzhou when he was young. After graduation, he started a business there and has stayed there ever since. However, Mr. Zhao has come back to live for half a month every year in recent years. During this period, he will hold a cocktail party, and those who will receive invitations are the top entrepreneurs in this province, but there are also those who are not at the top level, so they have to work hard to get an invitation letter to make connections."
After typing these words, Manager Cao was a little unfinished, and couldn't help but send another string of exclamation points: "Mr. Jiang, are you really going to this cocktail party? You have great connections!!!"
Only then did Jiang Wanwan realize why Xi Heming attached so much importance to this cocktail party. It turned out that the person holding the cocktail party was so well-connected.
However, she still hopes that one day she can attend the reception not as Mrs. Xi Heming, but as the president of Jiangcheng Technology!
The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard! ! !
Jiang Wanwan's heart was full of pride, and she could no longer control herself and began to imagine the future.
The car stopped at the entrance of a high-end club. The waiter standing at the door came over gracefully and stepped forward to open the car door. Xi Heming got out of the car and turned around to see Jiang Wanwan still giggling in the car. He couldn't help but sneered: "Stop dreaming, we're here."
Jiang Wanwan came to her senses and followed Xi Heming out of the car. In front of outsiders, Xi Heming half-armed Jiang Wanwan's waist like a gentleman, but what he whispered was full of sarcasm that didn't deserve a beating: "Were you daydreaming in the car just now?"
Jiang Wanwan rolled her eyes: "That's nonsense, I'm just selling the future."
Xi Heming showed a real expression: "It seems that the dreamer is a bit big, and the baby is about to come out."
Jiang Wanwan grinded her molar teeth and gave Xi Heming a big eye roll: "Xi Heming, with your bad mouth, it's definitely a miracle that you have survived until now without being beaten to death."
Xi Heming showed a bright smile to Jiang Wanwan, which made Jiang Wanwan go blind.
"There's nothing I can do about it. He's handsome and that's why people like him."
Jiang Wanwan glanced at him with pity. This was so narcissistic that it was going crazy.
Entering the hall, Jiang Wanwan couldn't wait to push Xi Heming's hand around her waist away, and followed the female designer waiting aside to the VIP female guest area.
The female designer first tested Jiang Wanwan's skin, and after confirming that she was not allergic to petal essential oil, she took her to a beautiful bathroom. Several service staff respectfully took off her clothes and helped her to the prepared oversized bathroom. In the bathtub.
There were people who washed hair and people who gave massages. Jiang Wanwan closed her eyes and enjoyed the comfortable service. She couldn't help but admired in her heart: "This is simply the kind of service enjoyed by the Queen Mother in ancient times. Xi Heming is definitely the best in terms of pretentiousness, not to mention other aspects. First class excellence.”
Take a bath, bathe, massage, and go to the SPA. Exquisite meals and fruits are also provided in the middle. At five o'clock in the afternoon, the designer responsible for Jiang Wanwan's makeup came. He walked around Jiang Wanwan twice in a bathrobe and took down several sets of dresses suitable for Jiang Wanwan from the hangers on one side. The two female assistants next to him immediately took them. Go over and take Jiang Wanwan to change clothes.
After trying on one outfit after another, Jiang Wanwan finally settled on a silver dress. Although the designer believes that the red suit is more suitable for Jiang Wanwan's temperament and is very stunning, Jiang Wanwan feels that she is not the protagonist tonight and does not need to be so eye-catching.
At six o'clock, Jiang Wanwan came out with her handbag. Xi Heming, who was sitting in the hall reading a magazine, turned his head when he heard the voice and looked slightly startled.
I saw Jiang Wanwan walking in a long silver dress. Her long curly hair that used to hang on her chest was tied up, revealing her beautiful neck. As the styles come step by step, the silver dress flashes with a heart-stirring light, as if the mermaid princess is emerging from the water.
In terms of jewelry, the designer paired Jiang Wanwan with a pearl necklace, which looks noble and elegant when paired with the dress.
Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan and nodded with satisfaction; "Very good. This look looks dignified and elegant. It suits you when you are not talking."
Jiang Wanwan walked to Xi Heming, put her hand on his expensive suit, raised her head slightly and looked at his face: "Mr. Xi, do you know what type of man you are?"
Without waiting for Xi Heming to speak, Jiang Wanwan said the answer happily: "It's okay to find the type."