A wealthy man offered a 10 billion yuan betrothal gift, and I married him!

"Are you sure this list is complete?"

Meng Shiting threw the document back on the table, looking indifferent.

But the sinister look in his eyes was not concealed at all.

Ding Lin sensed something was wrong, but still kept his duty:

"There are no problems with the process. I have also reviewed the shortlisted companies and their qualifications meet the standards."

Meng Shiting leaned back in his chair, tapping the tabletop with his slender fingers.

After holding his breath for a moment, his hands stopped moving.

The voice was cold and impatient. "There is a company called Qili. Go and find out why it failed the review. Before that, don't publish the list."

He picked up the high-end fountain pen on the table and twirled it on his fingers. "You should do this yourself."

"Yes."

……

An orange Ferrari sports car stopped in front of Jiang Jing's studio.

A graceful and fashionable woman walked out of the car.

She took off her sunglasses, lifted her black curly hair, put on a charming smile on her face, and walked towards the studio in ten-centimeter high heels.

Xiao Yang at the reception desk saw the person coming and immediately went in to report.

Not long after, Jiang Jing walked out of the house with a big smile on his face, "Miss Wan, I'm sorry for not welcoming you. How come you have time to come and sit with me today?"

He led the person to sit aside and asked Xiao Yang to serve tea.

Wan Cheng handed over the beautifully wrapped gift box in his hand, "Of course I need your help with something."

Jiang Jing paused for two seconds before taking it and putting it aside. "If you have anything to ask, just give me a call. There's no need to come here in person."

Wan Cheng fixed his eyes on the gift box and pointed with his chin. "I heard that you have been looking for a Tang Dynasty green-glazed cup to drink tea from. When I went overseas for fun, I happened to find a Tang Dynasty coiled porcelain green-glazed cup with clear texture and bright color. I brought it to you specially."

Jiang Jing's eyes flickered, but he did not touch the gift box. "So, what does Miss Wan need help with?"

He casually picked up the freshly filled teacup and blew gently twice.

Seeing that the gift box was still in its original state, Wan Cheng felt a little inexplicably irritated, and didn't want to beat around the bush. "Isn't your studio an agent for Ting Xin's paintings? I want to pay a visit to him and ask if Ting Xin can paint a custom work for our Wan family."

Jiang Jing paused while drinking tea and put the cup back untouched.

The smile in his eyes was a little more playful, "I'm afraid I can't agree to this."

Are you kidding? Do you know who Ting Xin is and you want to meet him?

Instead of spending this time begging him, it would be better to cling to the thigh of Meng Lao San.

Oh, now it seems like it’s okay to hold on to his Mubao’s thighs!

As soon as Jiang Jing finished speaking, Wan Cheng's eyes were filled with anger. "Why, is it you, Jiang Jing, who doesn't give me face, or is it Ting Xin who doesn't give me face? I heard that she can draw for the girl from the Liu family, but she can't draw for me?"

Jiang Jing rolled his eyes secretly where she couldn't see.

Nonsense, they are husband and wife.

Isn't it normal for Meng Laosan to draw pictures for his wife?

If you have the ability, why don’t you ask Meng Shian to draw a few paintings for you?

But he didn't dare to say it clearly, he just wanted to get rid of this big Buddha as soon as possible.

Jiang Jing is a big shot in the literary and art circles after all, and he doesn't rely on the Wan family for his livelihood.

He stood up, picked up the gift box and handed it to Wan Cheng, his tone was also a little cold, "This gift is too expensive, Xiao Jiang, I can't afford it. Ting Xin herself said that she would not see any outsiders, Miss Wan, please don't embarrass Xiao Jiang, please go back."

It was obviously an order to evict guests.

Wan Cheng gnashed his teeth in anger and stamped his feet. "I can see the girl from the Liu family without seeing any outsiders? What is her status? What is my status? I can't invite Ting Xin, so why can Liu Mu?"

Jiang Jing started making up stories, "They are childhood friends. We have been friends since we were young. As long as we have friendship, it is reasonable for me to help them."

Wan Cheng was still unwilling to give up, so he leaned close to Jiang Jing's ear and whispered:

"In fact, there is no need to go through the formal channels. If Mr. Jiang knows Tingxin's schedule, could you please reveal a little bit? As long as you are willing to help, I can give you a complete set of Tang Dynasty green-glazed porcelain in my home."

Jiang Jing's pupils trembled.

Is he crazy?

Dare to reveal Meng Shiting’s itinerary?

He still wants to live a few more years.

Jiang Jing stopped trying to be polite to her and said in a serious tone, "I'm sorry, Xiao Jiang, I can't agree to this. You should go back."

Wan Cheng was "invited" to the door of the studio surrounded by several staff members.

Jiang Jing was standing in the hall, waving at her with a smile on his face.

She glared angrily, and suddenly an idea came to her mind. She took out her cell phone and made a call, "Dad, lend me a few people with good physical fitness."

……

Half an hour later, Ding Lin returned to the president's office.

Meng Shiting, who was resting with his eyes closed in his seat, slowly raised his eyelids after hearing the sound, and said indifferently, "Speak."

Ding Lin bowed, "Qili is indeed participating in the bidding. However, someone reported that the company has a family relationship with the employees of Fantasy Domain, and there are more than ten informants. So after consideration, the members of the Firewall Solution Team directly disqualified Qili from bidding."

Meng Shiting lowered his thin lips and said, "You eliminated them directly without verifying whether the report was true?"

"Yes." Ding Lin raised his head slightly, but after seeing the coldness in his boss' eyes, he quickly lowered his head again.

The boss is angry, and he doesn't dare to run into the gun.

Meng Shiting crossed his fingers and rubbed his lower lip twice, then suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Go find the bidding information of that company and see if there is any problem with the company's qualifications, and then let it enter the bidding stage."

Ding Lin's pupils trembled slightly: This is not the boss's style?

He really didn't understand why the boss cared so much about this "Qili" company.

When had he ever cared about these little things before?

But as a worker, you just need to follow the boss's instructions and don't have any question marks.

After all, this job pays quite well.

"Yes." Ding Lin lowered his head and walked out of the office.

playground.

After hearing Liu Mu's instructions, Ding Shan froze in place and fell into silence for a long time.