Wenwan is actually a cheerful woman.
During the conversation with her, Shen Xiaobei learned that she had returned from the UK.
Prepare to invest in several projects in Shenzhen Stock Exchange.
One of the projects was also in the hotel industry, and she smiled gently and elegantly and asked Ana Shen: “Are you afraid that I will compete with you?”
Shen Xiaobei answered readily: “Of course I’m not afraid.”
Competition exists in every industry.
Moreover, there will be many hotels in Shenzhen in the future. If Wen Wan does not come to invest, naturally someone else will come to invest.
If you get scared when you meet a competitor, then you might as well not do business.
Wen Wan admired Shen Xiaobei's frankness and broad-mindedness.
When the two women talked about their careers, they both felt that they had met too late.
After talking about business for half a cup of tea, Shen Xiaobei paused and decided to change the topic to personal feelings.
She said tentatively, "Wanwan, when I was having dinner with our CEO Tu just now, she said that it seemed like CEO Fan and you were acquaintances."
"Mr. Fan?"
"It was Fan Shixian. We were able to build our hotel thanks to his help."
"Oh, so you guys are so familiar with him."
When mentioning Fan Shixian, Wen Wan's enthusiasm faded a little, and the smile on her face seemed a little forced.
Shen Xiaobei took in all the changes in her expression without making a sound.
I was secretly complaining in my heart, it seems that the relationship between these two is still a little subtle.
"So, Wanwan is also very familiar with Mr. Fan?"
"Haha, I can't say we're very familiar with each other now, but we've known each other for a long time."
"Oh, I've known Mr. Fan for several years. His wife and I even opened a Western restaurant together in Beijing."
"You and his wife opened a Western restaurant together in Beijing?"
Wen Wan was a little surprised when she heard what Shen Xiaobei said.
However, perhaps feeling that her reaction was a bit excessive, her expression quickly calmed down.
"Yes, I have known his wife for more than ten years. We were both educated youth sent to the countryside together."
"However, our relationship wasn't very good back then, and we often disliked each other. Maybe it's because fighting makes us strangers, or maybe it's just that time makes people mature."
"Later, we all went to Beijing and gradually became friends and even business partners."
"Haha, sometimes when I think about the twists and turns of fate with her, I find it quite interesting."
"Haha, I also think it's quite interesting. I didn't expect that you and Shixian's wife have such a fate."
"That's right! I was a witness to the entire process between her and Mr. Fan, from the time they met to the time they got married and had children!"
"They had a baby?"
"Yes, she has a daughter, she's over two years old, and she's very cute and pretty. Ms. Fan is a real daughter slave, she can't let go of her daughter."
"Haha, really? That means he's a good father."
Wenwan's eyes dimmed slightly, and she responded with a slight curl of her lips, then picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip.
Shen Xiaobei chatted about Fan Shixian's family of three as if they were casually chatting about family matters, while silently observing Wen Wan's expression.
Pretending to be completely unaware of the unusual relationship between her and Fan Shixian.
Perhaps it was because she heard that Fan Shixian now had a lovely wife and daughter, and that his family lived a harmonious and happy life, that Wenwan lost some interest in chatting.
Afterwards, he didn’t chat with Shen Xiaobei for long before he politely said goodbye to her and got up to go back to the guest room.
Looking at her leaving figure, Shen Xiaobei smiled lightly, then left the restaurant and went to the lobby to find Tu Yueji.
"Sister Yueji!"
"Xiaobei, are you done talking to that woman?"
"We're done talking. The woman's surname is Wen, Wen Wan. She's in the same industry as us!"
"Our colleague? She also runs a hotel?"
"Well, her hotel is still in the initial construction phase, and it seems to be located not too far from our hotel!"
"Ah? Doesn't that mean she's our competitor?"
"I guess so. So, Sister Yueji, you have to pay more attention to her in the future."
"Don't worry, now that I know she's our competitor, I'll definitely pay more attention to her."
"Well, Sister Yueji, thank you for your concern."
When Tu Yueji heard that Wen Wan would be her competitor, she immediately became wary of her.
Shen Xiaobei said this to her deliberately, not because he wanted Tu Yueji to guard against Wen Wan, or because she would pose a threat to their hotel.
But it was to ask her to pay more attention to the interactions between this woman and Fan Shixian.
But she couldn't tell Tu Yue Jiming about this.
So she could only regard Wen Wan as a competitor who needed special attention.
After staying in Shenzhen for another two days, Shen Xiaobei returned to Beijing.
After returning to Beijing, she rested in the courtyard for an hour or so and then went to Wanxin Pavilion Western Restaurant.
Kong Wanwan was playing at the bar with her little daughter Fan Niannian.
Seeing the harmonious look of mother and daughter, Shen Xiaobei couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
However, in a moment she found it difficult to laugh again.
When Shen Xiaobei heard this name, he didn’t think there was anything wrong with it before.
After all, this name is quite nice, and there have been some people with this name from ancient times to the present.
But now she had met Wen Wan in Shenzhen and learned that Kong Wanwan not only looked somewhat similar to Fan Shixian's fiancée.
Even the name has only one character.
Thinking about their daughter's name at this moment, Shen Xiaobei really couldn't help but think more about what Fan Shixian had in mind when he named his daughter this?
His love for Kong Wanwan was not pure, and she could understand it.
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