has lived for so many years, and there are countless people who are good to Fei Ling, but most of them are for her money, power and reputation. Even the most ardent suitors abandoned her after not getting a response from her for a long time.

No one has ever been able to impress Fei Ling, who was born with weak emotions, and she believes that Bai Yuan, like them, will leave her sooner or later.

"Miss, the old man has his own natural appearance, it will be fine, don't worry too much." Sun Yun had been guarding beside him, seeing that Fei Ling hadn't moved his chopsticks a few times, he was a little worried.

Fei Ling shook his head, he really didn't have any appetite, he put down his chopsticks after a few bites, got up and went out to breathe.

She lowered her head to send a message to Yan Qing, and when she entered the elevator, she accidentally collided with two tall men in black suits who came out of it, and the other party quickly avoided it and disappeared into the elevator.

When the elevator door closed, Fei Ling remembered that those two people were a bit like Bai Yuan's bodyguards.

Didn't they follow Bai Yuan, why did they come back again?

"Miss Dusty?" A male voice in the elevator sounded uncertainly, and after carefully seeing Fei Ling's appearance, Wu Jianwei greeted Fei Ling in surprise, "It's really Miss Chenyin, why are you here, your master?" ”

The last time I saw Chenyin was at the National Architectural Designers Exchange Conference, when she followed the national chief architectural designer Master Xiao, who was the closed disciple of Master Xiao and the darling of the future construction industry.

Chenyin is a rare girl in the construction industry, and she is young, beautiful and arrogant, Wu Jianwei has only seen her once, and he is still very impressed by her.

Fei Ling raised his head from his phone and looked at the person who was speaking.

The man was wearing a neatly ironed white shirt, and he looked to be in his twenties and thirties, with a slightly chubby figure and an ordinary appearance. He wore a yellow gold chain around his neck, and a statue of Guanyin pendant, revealing a rich aura from head to toe, and he was staring at her with bright eyes at this time.

"Don't you remember me?" Wu Jianwei hurriedly asked the secretary to take out his business card and handed one to Fei Ling, "We met at the architectural designers conference at the beginning of the year." ”

Fei Ling nodded, glanced at the business card, but didn't reach out to take it. There was still no impression in her mind, there were so many people at that time, she couldn't remember them all.

The name and identity of Wu Jianwei are clearly written on the business card, and the architectural design director of the Wu Group is probably from the Wu family.

Fei Ling didn't have the heart to talk to him too much, so he walked to the small garden next to the hospital when he got out of the elevator, but Wu Jianwei followed closely.

"Miss Dusty, are you free? Recently, our group has a new project, are you interested in ......" It is not easy to meet Chenyin, Wu Jianwei warmly invited her.

"Not interested." Fei Ling didn't think about it, he rejected him directly, and walked away quickly.

Wu Jianwei still didn't give up, chased straight to the small garden, and continued to ask Xiao Zelai, "Then is Master Xiao free lately?" Is it convenient to invite him to Yucheng as a guest? ”

If he can get the guidance of Xiao Ze, the country's chief architect, then the reputation and status of their Wu Group will definitely rise, and he can also be appreciated by his father. This kind of rare opportunity, Wu Jianwei can't give up.

This scene fell into the eyes of the bodyguard upstairs, remembering Bai Ye's black face when he left, and decisively called him to report.

Two minutes later, Fei Ling's mobile phone rang, and Fan Shasha called her to urge her to draw a design draft, saying that the other side was in a hurry.

was annoyed by Wu Jianwei's noise, Fei Ling's tone was not very good, "If you are in a hurry, find someone else." ”

"Don't be so fierce." Fan Shasha touched the tip of her nose and didn't dare to urge again, "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, you draw slowly." ”

Hanging up the phone, Fei Ling turned around with a cold face, Wu Jianwei wanted to follow again, but was called away by the secretary halfway.