Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 140 It's Not a Discussion, It's a Notice
It's not sure whether Xu Nianhe and Wen Siheng have a real be, just based on such a small detail, Jian Anran is not willing to be sentimental anymore and give this matter her own unreasonable speculation.

"It has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me..." Jian Anran said silently in her heart.

Seeing Xu Nianhe being stopped by a classmate after walking a few steps, Jian Anran let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong with you? You're frowning." Ning Beibei asked while playing with Yiyou on her mobile phone.

Jian Anran sighed again: "Who do you think I will look for pictures in the future? Is it the ex-husband? Or the ex-husband's predecessor."

Her relationship sounded extremely complicated, of course she said it very quietly.

"But then again, didn't you say you don't play Game B in public? You said you didn't have a sense of substitution, but you were afraid that the sense of substitution would be too strong and out of control." Jian Anran asked, glancing at Ning Beibei's screen.

"There is a task time that is about to expire, and my sister has no choice but to do so."

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Seeing that there was nothing special going on in the professional class today, Jian Anran specially slipped back to the office upstairs, hoping to take a breather for 10 minutes away from the former happy friends during this long professional class.

"Snapped!"

At the door, I heard a muffled loud noise inside, the sound of documents falling on the table.

As soon as she opened the door and came in, she saw Mi Yingying's furious expression. Jian Anran felt that this was probably the first time she had seen what it looked like to be furious in real life.

Her hair seemed to stand on end one by one, and Mi Yingying's neck turned red all of a sudden, and she glanced angrily at the documents on the desktop.

"Good guy, we have done three months of useless work in total!" Her sudden words made everyone present puzzled.

Seeing that she was about to say something to Xiangyi again, Song Qi immediately stood up vigilantly, without a moment's hesitation, took a few steps forward, and immediately put himself between Mi Yingying and Xiangyi.

"Calm down, calm down, no matter what happens, it can be discussed, everyone has something to say." Song Qi whispered in Mi Yingying's ear.

"Can we discuss it?" Mi Yingying became furious when she heard this sentence. She quickly walked to the desk, picked up a document on the desktop, opened the cover, and threw the document in front of Song Qi.

"Senior, take a look, is this something negotiable?"

There were too many contents in the document, and Song Qi's eyes swept left and right, and he didn't see anything wrong with the document for a while.

A cool breeze poured into the office from the corridor, only then did Mi Yingying notice Jian Anran standing at the door with a dazed expression.

"Sister, you came just in time." Mi Yingying stepped forward to hold Jian Anran's hand, pulled her to the desk, and stuffed a document into her hand.

"You take a look too."

Glancing at the contents of the approval documents, Jian Anran is no stranger to them. Most of these simple writing tasks were handled by her at the beginning.

But seeing Mi Yingying's angry look, Jian Anran's heart rose to her throat.

Shouldn't there be a fatal error in the file?
Probably seeing that Jian Anran was as confused as Song Qi, Mi Yingying was speechless for a moment, then stretched out her index finger and clicked on a line of text in the form in the lower right corner of the document——

In the form is written the list of persons in charge of each stage of the drawing.

The person in charge, let's go first.

"Xiangcheng first..." Jian Anran said the name silently.

The name is very familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

Mi Yingying raised her chin in front of her and looked in her direction. Jian Anran saw Xiangyi sitting on the chair.

Xiangyi, Xiangcheng first, all surnamed Xiang...

Is it the vice president? !
The pupils dilated subconsciously, Jian Anran seemed unable to believe her guess at all, she hurriedly closed the document, and confirmed the words on the cover——

2023 Ludao affordable housing project.

"Look, we think it's a discussion. People have already applied for approval before bringing the materials. Is this an attitude of negotiation? This is called a notice!"

Wen Siheng's name was randomly stuffed into an inconspicuous place at the bottom.

What does it mean?
How did this project become the project of his vice president overnight?

Is it because the Deputy Prime Minister saw that the project won the bid, and hurriedly took all the credit for himself?
She always thought that such outrageous things would only appear in film and television dramas, but it was the first time that Jian Anran truly felt that drama comes from life.

What happened in real life was far more outrageous than what happened in the script. Even Wen Siheng, a capable and well-connected overseas returnee, couldn't escape this so-called suppression by superiors and subordinates?
She cast sharply shaking eyes on Xiangyi, and with modest hopes, Jian Anran cast her eyes on Xiangyi for help.

Xiangyi has a high probability of getting inside information from her, right?
Even if there was a one in ten thousand chance, she hoped that Xiangyi would stand up and deny it.

She's eating apples again, eating the damn apple.

With the appearance of a wild crane in the clouds, Xiangyi was so calm and relaxed, as if all this had nothing to do with her in the slightest.

"What are you looking at?" Xiangyi took a bite of the apple and said angrily.

"Let's see if you are also a thief from the country! Are you from the Korean Peninsula?" Mi Yingying said fiercely, "You can do this kind of thing, so you are not ashamed at all?"

"Why should I be ashamed? What should I be ashamed of?" Xiangyi stood up suddenly.

"My name isn't on it again, 2023 is gone, don't tell me you still want to play the same way of sitting in the Warring States period?" Xiangyi retorted.

"You!" Mi Yingying was so blocked that she couldn't speak for a while, she was about to cry from anger.

"Is Teacher Wen still teaching you?" Mi Yingying looked at Jian Anran who was at a loss and asked.

Nodding her head, Jane Anran affirmed her question.

Thinking of her last emotional breakdown, Song Qi dragged Mi Yingying out of the office without saying a word in order to avoid another tragedy.

Only Jian Anran and Xiangyi were left in the room.

Looking at Jian Anran coldly, Xiangyi didn't intend to speak, and continued to take a bite of the apple, then turned and sat back in her seat.

"You know that too, don't you?"

Jian Anran didn't understand what answer she wanted to get from Xiangyi.

From Xiangyi's point of view, there was his own uncle.

On the one hand, she is from Wen Siheng's studio. Even if the Deputy Prime Minister is her uncle, writing the name of the Deputy Prime Minister on the project will not do her any good.

Seeing that the other party did not turn around again, Jian Anran was silent for a moment facing Xiangyi's back.

Without getting an answer, she was about to open the door and leave when she heard a small voice behind her.

"Mmm." Xiangyi affirmed her question.

　Attachment: Apple is not guilty

　　
　
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