Top beauties: Beijing bigwigs gathered at Shura Field

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The moment these two words came into his eyes, Jiang Wan's breathing tightened slightly and his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

This word is too familiar and too special to her.

But from these few words, there is no way to determine whether these words are just coincidence or what.

The audience in the live broadcast room were even more stunned when they saw the answer.

However, the moment they reacted, they felt that these words were somewhat untrue, so it was almost natural that they thought ww was just joking.

[Hahaha, I didn’t expect Mr. W to be so humorous]

[Indeed, it sounds quite immersive.]

[That's right. Sometimes I really hope that all the haters and sour people can be wiped out. It's really cool just to imagine it.]

[Mr. W, please speak more in the future. Your wife has noticed you now. Hehehehe]

Jiang Wan raised the corners of his eyes slightly, temporarily putting aside some ridiculous speculations, and softly relayed the answer to Mu Qiao again.

But when the same words were spoken in her soft and tender voice, they didn't have any killing power at all, and instead sounded more like a joke.

Mu Qiao sighed and said with a smile, "Forget it, even though your boss W's answer is obviously trying to fool me, this win was indeed a bit unethical, so I won't mind it."

The corners of Jiang Wan's lips curved slightly.

"Thank you, Sister Mu Qiao."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Jiang Wan disconnected the call.

The topic of the live broadcast room's barrage was still focused on ww at this time, but after the person in question answered the question, except that his ID was indeed firmly on the top ten and had never changed, he did not post anything else in the barrage.

So after the live broadcast, Jiang Wan directly clicked on ww’s avatar and sent two messages.

The content is nothing more than thanking the other person for accompanying you for so long.

Of course, Jiang Wan wanted to figure out a certain question as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, more than ten minutes after the message was sent, it still shows as unread on the right.

Just like the thank-you message she sent to J a few days ago, the man did not open her chat box until tonight.

Jiang Wan was not too anxious. After all, the other party might intentionally or unintentionally not read the private message for various reasons.

What's more...some things just can't be rushed.

When the other party wants to appear, he will naturally appear.

She could give it a try, but there was no need to force herself to do so.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wan exited the chat interface with ww and clicked on the chat box of another person below.

[Always dedicated: anchor, would you consider giving me a management position? ]

Jiang Wan naturally remembered that this was the big brother who came from Wen Zhimian’s live broadcast room.

She raised her eyebrows and asked: [I remember last time, Brother Zhuanyi, didn’t you say that you were never the guardian of any live broadcast room? Why do you suddenly want to be the manager of my live broadcast room? ]

The other party replied quickly.

[Always devoted: Now I want to be one]

[Always dedicated: Let me give it a try, Bei Wanwan, you can test me, if I am not suitable as the housing manager, you can just cancel my title, I promise I have no objection]

[Always devoted: You see, your other two brothers are not managing well. Your eldest sister is not allowed to intervene, but I am not afraid. I am thick-skinned and not afraid of being insulted.]

As Ji Ruzheng kept on talking, he unconsciously changed the name to Wanwan.

In fact, he felt quite disgusted with himself as he typed these words.

If it were him in the past, he would never have thought that there would come a day when he would have to beg the anchor to give him management.

But there were already so many high-level guys in the girl’s live broadcast room, and there was really nothing special about him.

Not to mention that Fu Chi is also very likely waiting in the live broadcast room.

Speaking of Fu Chi...

In fact, after meeting Fu Chi yesterday, Ji Ruzheng did want to consider his friendship to some extent.

Therefore, he was used to watching live broadcasts in his free time during the day, so when he did not receive Jiang Wan’s live broadcast notification this morning, he was actually relieved.

Who would have thought that she didn't broadcast live regularly during the day.

When he received the live broadcast message reminder at nine o'clock, he endured it for about ten minutes.

During this period, I made a special call to a good friend.

After hanging up the phone, he couldn't help but click on the girl's live broadcast room.

He was not the kind of person who would suppress his own preferences.

The moment I opened the live broadcast room and saw Jiang Wan's familiar figure was like a beginning, and everything I said afterwards came from my heart.

Fortunately, his words seemed to be correct.

He received a reply from Jiang Wan.

【Wan Wan: Since Zhuan Yi wants to be the boss so much, I certainly can’t bear to disappoint you, but we have agreed that we should see if it’s suitable first, okay?】

It was hard to describe the inexplicable joy that arose in his heart at this moment. Ji Ruzheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and typed: [Of course. ]

After sending the message, he was about to ask if he could add me on WeChat.

Just after typing this sentence, he hesitated again.

Asking this at this time may seem... a bit too much.

After thinking for a moment, he finally deleted the words he had not sent out one by one.

In fact, even if he sent the message, Jiang Wan would not see it at this time, because she had already exited the Cool Cat interface and opened WeChat instead.

When she saw the name displayed on the left side of the top unread message, her eyes deepened slightly and she clicked on it without hesitation.

After successfully adding Shao Ting on WeChat last night, she edited a message of gratitude and sent it to him shortly after arriving home.

The man didn't reply with a "hmm" until the early morning.

However, in Jiang Wan's eyes, it would be abnormal if Shao Ting did not react like this.

As for the unread message just received, it originated from a message she sent in the afternoon.

[Mr. Shao, can I... ask you a question about finance? ]

This time the man answered quickly.

Shao Ting: [You say.]

Jiang Wan organized his words briefly and sent it directly.

[This question actually came to my mind when I was reading the business network news these two days. There must be many companies that have particularly promising projects but may have to consider giving up due to various reasons, especially funding constraints. ]

[Although there is no possibility in this regard, I am still very curious. If you were Mr. Shao, and you only had a startup company, no background, and financial difficulties, but your peers were eyeing this project, and you had almost no fixed assets to mortgage with a bank, and you did not want to conduct equity financing, and wanted to retain absolute voice, would you have no choice but to give up? ]

Shao Ting only gave a reply just now, but he did not answer the question directly.

[Shao Ting: How can you get anything if you don’t want to give up anything? ]

This extremely short sentence seems to be a rhetorical question, but its meaning is self-evident.

Jiang Wan lowered her curled eyelashes slightly, but chuckled.

Of course she knew the answer.

This question is even naive in a way.

But she had never been exposed to formal professional knowledge, so it was normal for her to be naive.

Thinking of this, she used her slender white fingertips to open the input key and typed: [Actually, I also know what the answer to this question should be, but you said... Is it possible to really have a compromise? ]

Shao Ting stood quietly in front of the French window, his eyes resting on this passage for a few seconds, and typed a few words.

【No way.】

However, when his fingertips landed on the send button, he inadvertently thought of something, his eyelashes slightly lowered, and after a while, he replied:

【Minor. 】

Jiang Wan's eyes sparkled with smile, and she could almost imagine the man's calm expression as he typed these words.

She didn't ask any more questions.

【I see. Thank you for answering. 】

The man didn't reply.

Suddenly, a message from another person popped up on the interface.

The moment he saw the name clearly, Jiang Wan blinked in surprise.

Shen Yan rarely sent her WeChat messages, but it was unusual tonight.

Shen Yan: [Didn’t you say last time that you wanted to be a receptionist at the summit in order to broaden your horizons? ]

Shen Yan: [There will be a science and technology exchange meeting at 7:30 tomorrow night. Are you interested? ]

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Chapter 2 will be posted at 10 o'clock, under review