"Isn't it because I know your true needs?" Lotte said seriously.
"Who, who wants to go to his house?" Wenshan was speechless, and she didn't know whether it was because she was told something, or because she was angry.
Letian snorted, "Sister, I still want to sleep. Don't disturb my rest. Just eat meat with your father Nalan."
"Hey-" Wenshan called out, but she didn't stop the person, so she could only put away her phone angrily.
But why did he go to Nalan Chunbo's house
Talk
What to talk about
How embarrassed she was when she was driven away last time. She's not a fool, so why should she talk to him
But the first thing Wenshan did when she returned to school was that she was severely scolded by Professor Yin because he could not be contacted yesterday afternoon. Of course, the professor was not worried about her comfort, but because a student came to see him in the afternoon, and He didn't just want to deal with those students.
Wenshan stood aside and was scolded by him without any intention of resisting. Anyway, she had nothing to resist. Did she say she had her own business
That would only give him a reason to continue to be angry, so it was better not to say anything.
When Wen Shan came out of the office with her head lowered, she saw Ding Junhui waiting at the door. Wen Shan let out a sigh, watching Ding Junhui shake the things in his hands, and then suddenly reached out and took it over, "You got the invoice. Already?"
"I told my brother yesterday, and his agent sent it to see if the amount is enough." Ding Junhui said with a smile.
"That's enough, that's enough, there's more, Teacher Ding, thank you." Wen Shan said with a smile while holding the invoice, and then carefully put it away, "Just finish this and hand it over to the finance department, right?"
Ding Junhui nodded, "But the professor's quota should be five thousand. Just don't exceed this quota."
"Okay." Wenshan thought, went back and took out all the invoices, and then went to reimburse.
After Wenshan thanked her again, she no longer felt disappointed about being scolded, and happily went back downstairs.
Ding Junhui looked at Wenshan's leaving figure, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and finally turned around and returned to his office.
Wenshan returned to the dormitory of the faculty and staff. She first found all the previous invoices, and then found scrap paper and started to paste the invoices. She thought that the money she spent would finally come back soon. She felt happy just thinking about it. .
"Ding ding ding—" the message came from the computer. Wenshan sorted out the invoices and clicked on the page on the black screen.
[If life were only like the first time we met: How is the new paper
Late: Bi Xin Xin, Miss, you are still thinking about my thesis, you are so kind.
Long overdue: I recently met a perverted professor, and I'm currently helping him with things, but I haven't written a new paper yet.
If life were just like the first time we met: The perverted professor
Late arrival: Yes, it’s the perverted professor, and I’m helping him get invoices now.
If life is just like the first meeting: OK, if you need help, you can tell me.]
"ah-"
As soon as Nalan Chunbo sent the words, he heard the screams from the other side. Nalan Chunbo subconsciously got up and walked to the window.
Wenshan looked at the invoice in her hand, and then at the data she had just recorded. The professor's flight ticket plus specialties was only 5,000 yuan, which left no room for her to reimburse her meal expenses.
Wen Shan was lying on the table, looking completely helpless.
Nalan Chunbo thought for a while and returned to the table again.