When Wen Lan returned to Jiangcheng, it was already early in the morning.

After washing and cleaning up, I woke up at noon the next day.

She called Zhou Qiao first and said that she had returned from Shangjing.

Zhou Qiao was very excited and said that she would discuss matters related to TT's first fashion show of the year in the afternoon, so that she could come to the company early.

Hearing that there was another fashion show, Wen Lan knew that he was going to be busy again.

It's good to be busy, because when you're busy, you won't think about bad things anymore.

and Xie Yansheng left, Shen Yi blocked her, and Jiang Jingci also made it clear. Now, in addition to thinking about Ji Minxin, she can be said to be like a stop to everything in the outside world.

Before going out, she deliberately drew a delicate makeup, found a burgundy coat in the wardrobe, and tied her long slightly curly hair with a delicate hair tie.

This trip to Beijing can be described as a full harvest for Wen Lan.

This year's summer, autumn and winter fabrics are almost set, and there are four or five of the fabrics she looks at, which are organized into booklets, and each one has been marked in detail.

Walking into TT, the first thing I saw her was the front desk and Zhou Qiao's assistant Xiao Li.

"Designer Wen wears brightly colored clothes, as if she has been reborn!" The young lady at the front desk greeted her sweetly.

Every time she goes out, Wen Lan will bring some small gifts to the little girl in the company, and this time is no exception, taking out a few hand creams from her handbag and distributing them to everyone.

"In the new year, I have run a few partners in Beijing, which can be said to have benefited a lot. This year, everyone will work hard and strive to receive more year-end bonuses at the end of the year!" Wen Lan smiled and encouraged the girls on the first floor.

After Xiao Li took the hand cream, he smiled and gave her a hug.

"Designer Wen, since you went to Beijing, no red roses have been delivered." The front desk was a little disappointed and told Wen Lan, "If your admirer doesn't send flowers over, there will be no flowers to put in the exhibition hall on the first floor."

Wen Lan smiled bitterly and went upstairs to see Zhou Qiao.

It turned out that the person who delivered the flowers knew her itinerary well.

Wen Lan spent the whole afternoon in a meeting, and all the staff of TT participated, except for the shopping guide at the front desk and the showroom.

Zhou Qiao is the boss, even in the venue, he doesn't stand up, and every time he comes to an issue, he will always try to listen to the suggestions of the majority of people before making a decision.

Just after the Lantern Festival, Zhou Qiao didn't want to be too serious, so she specially asked Aunt Tea to prepare milk tea coffee, all kinds of small western snacks and snacks at the venue.

Everyone ate and talked, and the originally planned two-hour meeting lasted until 7 p.m.

Finally, TT's New Year's show was scheduled for next week, and Zhou Qiao said that he would start spending money on the Internet tomorrow to build momentum, because the news of the establishment of two high-end studios would be officially announced on the show.

After the meeting ended, Zhou Qiao saw that everyone was still unsatisfied, and proposed to go to the "Nineth" dinner, and the whole TT immediately boiled!

Half an hour later, TT nearly 20 employees and seven or eight cars drove to "No. 9".

With everyone, the gloom that Wen Lan had been pressing on her heart these days was swept away, and Zhou Qiao teased her: "I finally heard your heartfelt laughter."

When he arrived at "No. 9", Wen Lan didn't find a parking space for a while, so he put down the three colleagues in the car and drove alone to find a parking space in the parking lot.

After three rounds around the parking lot, she was kindly reminded by a security guard to find a small parking space at the back door of "Nine".

Although there are cars in front of and behind this open space, Wen Lan is completely trustworthy of her parking skills, and with the help of the reversing radar, she didn't look at the distance between the cars in front of her and stepped on the accelerator directly.

Sadly, she heard the sound of her own front of the car, wiping the rear wing of the car in front of her!

It's a brand new Land Rover without a plate tag.

She quickly pulled off her seat belt, got out of the car and looked-

The front of her car fits snugly against the rear wing of the black Land Rover, with a few noticeable scratches.

It's fine if it's a car in the average price range, but this one is the highest range Rover!

Wen Lan quickly calmed down, anyway, his car was in danger of being scratched, so he took the Range Rover

The lord came to negotiate and go to the insurance.

After looking around the brand-new Range Rover and not seeing a phone number left on it, Wen Lan had to ask the security guard for help.

The security guard told her to wait and said to inform the owner.

Wen Lan stared at the place where the two cars collided, clicked on his phone to take a photo, and typed it into a search engine to see how much it would cost to repair it.

A bunch of useless information for car repair advertisements immediately popped up on the mobile phone!

She was flipping through her phone when the familiar sound of footsteps came.

Raise your eyes, and meet Xie Yansheng's gaze!

Suddenly, Wen Lan felt that this world was so small!

Xie Yansheng was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and her clear facial features were rippling with a decadent and unobtrusive beauty, and the gaze cast at her was deep and mocking.

"Madam, Mr. Xie is the owner of this car. Negotiate privately, and call me again if you have something." The security guard politely left.

In the past, Wen Lan saw Xie Yansheng and immediately ran away, but now, she is the "perpetrator" who just scratched the accident, and she still has the bearing she should have.

I don't know why, the words of apology changed again when Wen Lan's mouth came: "Your car?"

Xie Yansheng made a faint "um" sound, and did not immediately check the scratch of the car, but stopped half a meter away from her.

Xie Yansheng had a cramped low air pressure on her body, which made her feel like she was suffocating.

"When did you come back?" To her surprise, Xie Yansheng suddenly asked.

"Early morning." She wanted to solve it as soon as possible, so she immediately cut to the chase, "Let's take insurance."

Xie Yansheng's expression was cold and detached: "It's too troublesome to take insurance, let's be private."

"What's the law?" With her understanding of Xie Yansheng, she could be sure that Xie Yansheng was suffocating the water again.

"I'll find a professional agency to assess the damage first, and then you lose money." Xie Yansheng said it seriously.

At this time, although the parking lot is as bright as day, it is completely dark, and if it is private, at least until tomorrow.

"Just say the number." Wen Lan knew that Xie Yansheng was pinching her, but she was helpless.

"On Jiang Jingci, I have the confidence to speak, huh?" Xie Yansheng's voice is not high, but it is very penetrating.

She was furious when she heard this, opened her car door and took down her handbag, "Okay, then let's wait until the professional structure damage assessment is over."

"Remember to get me out of the blacklist, or I'll have to go to TT to collect your debts." Xie Yansheng shouted at her back as she hurried away.

She was slightly stunned, but she still turned on her phone and did so.

Xie Yansheng leaned on Wen Lan's body, his long legs were slightly cocked, and he lit a cigarette and smoked it.

The white mist lingered at his fingertips, and a pair of deep eyes couldn't see to the end.

The phone rang, it was Cheng Nijia.

He nodded without thinking, and Cheng Nijia's broken cry came, "Where did you get Cheng Cheng?"

"You're not in a good position to have children. Cheng Cheng will only become arrogant and arrogant if he follows you." Xie Yansheng sneered, "When you return to normal, I will return Cheng Cheng to you."