We've already... encountered it.
Not only did she encounter him, she and Sikong Jingyu also spent the night together in bed.
"There are no 'buts'. Just remember to focus on the surgery and leave the rest to me. Trust me. Besides, we might not even run into that again." Shi Wan patted Shi Yu's shoulder to reassure him.
Looking at Shi Wan, Shi Yu felt terrible: "Sister, I'm sorry... I've dragged you down this time."
Shi Yu rarely addressed Shi Wan as "sister," usually calling her "Big Bowl! Big Bowl!" in a disrespectful manner.
Shi Wan smiled slightly, soothingly saying, "Don't talk nonsense."
The surgery went smoothly, and with Shi Wan's tacit cooperation, Sean finished the surgery in less than half an hour.
After taking off her surgical gown and making arrangements for Shi Yu, Shi Wan returned to her public rental apartment, tidied herself up briefly, and then left with the plan and contract that Shi Yu had given her.
Standing at the entrance of the glamorous and bustling Meirenju, Shi Wan couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
What if, by some unfortunate twist of fate, I really do run into Sikong Jingyu...
It can't be that much of a coincidence...
Even if they did meet... Sikong Jingyu wouldn't know who she was.
After mentally preparing myself, I took a deep breath and walked into Meirenju late at night, hoping for the best.
But when Shi Wan stood in the private room that Shi Yu had mentioned beforehand, she suddenly felt as if half the sky had collapsed!
Peeking through the crack in the door of the private room, Sikong Jingyu sat casually on the sofa, his face revealing no emotion whatsoever, yet his elegance and nobility were undeniable.
Even so, it couldn't conceal the powerful aura emanating from him. The coldness and aloofness emanating from within gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Among the crowd, he stood out with his outstanding appearance and imposing presence. He easily stood out, especially tonight when he was wearing a white suit. He was so conspicuous that it was hard for Shi Wan not to notice him.
Shi Wan pursed her lips, unconsciously gripped the proposal in her hand, and abruptly stepped aside.
Despite not wanting to meet Sikong Jingyu, Shi Wan chose the most cumbersome method: waiting outside the private room.
Sikong Jingyu left ahead of time.
Alternatively, we can wait for Mr. Zhou, the project manager of Sikong Group, to place an order.
After Chen Qin left after Yunqi tendered the Chengbei project, Zhou Yuran went to Sikong Jingyu with a fawning expression: "Nephew Sikong, when do you think we should sign the contract with Yunqi?"
Sikong Jingyu smiled faintly, sitting on the sofa, his slender fingers casually swirling the red wine in his glass, his posture relaxed. It was unclear whether he had heard Zhou Yuran's words.
Zhou Yuran frowned, but could only stand there awkwardly.
After a while, Sikong Jingyu put down his wine glass and stepped out of the private room.
Seeing that Sikong Jingyu hadn't spoken for a long time and had suddenly left, Zhou Yuran couldn't guess what Sikong Jingyu was thinking. Feeling somewhat embarrassed, he hurriedly caught up with Sun Yang, who was following behind Sikong Jingyu, and asked in a low voice, "Assistant Sun..."
Sun Yang glanced at Zhou Yuran. Such a terrible plan, and Zhou Yuran still had the nerve to ask about the signing time. He wondered what benefits Zhou Yuran had taken from him to help him set up a shortcut. No wonder he was so angry.
Of course, he was too lazy to explain to Zhou Yuran.
"I've rejected Yunqi's proposal."
After saying that, Sun Yang quickly left to catch up with his grandfather.
Zhou Yuran was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted, and a look of panic appeared on his face. Could it be that Sikong Jingyu knew that he had taken the benefits from Yunqi?
Chen Qin's case was indeed poorly handled. If he hadn't slept with her, Zhou Yuran wouldn't have brought her over tonight. He didn't expect Sikong Jingyu to be so hard to fool. If he hadn't returned to China, Zhou Yuran would have directly signed the contract for small projects like this in the past.
Things are different now. A new broom sweeps clean, and Sikong Jingyu is now in charge of the Sikong Group. He needs to establish his authority, and Zhou Yuran, not wanting to suffer any losses, can only swallow his anger for the time being.
It's also because Chen Qin herself wasn't capable enough. He had already arranged such a good opportunity for her, but she didn't seize it. It's not his fault that she didn't win the project.
Aside from sleeping with Chen Qin, Zhou Yuran hadn't received any other benefits from Yunqi. It was just a normal relationship between a man and a woman, and he wasn't afraid if they investigated.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yuran breathed a slight sigh of relief.
The meeting ended unhappily, and Zhou Yuran was about to leave the private room when a woman with an outstanding demeanor walked in.
"Mr. Zhou, I am representing Yunqi. May I have a few minutes to talk to you about the project in the north of the city?"
Shi Wan sincerely handed over the planning proposal with both hands. Just now, she saw Sikong Jingyu leave the private room, and Shi Wan did not delay for a moment before coming in to look for him.
Having just been humiliated by Sikong Jingyu, Zhou Yuran was already annoyed, and hearing about the project in the north of the city only made him more irritable.
Just as he was about to lose his temper, he saw that the person speaking was a beautiful woman with a cool and dignified appearance, and Zhou Yuran instantly composed himself.
The cooperation with Yunqi has been rejected by Sikong Jingyu. If Zhou Yuran can turn the tables and sleep with the beauty in front of him, he won't lose out no matter what.
“Of course, let’s sit down and talk slowly.” Zhou Yuran’s smile returned, a wicked glint in his eyes.
The glasses were laid out, and Zhou Yuran poured a row of strong liquor and added ice. This was a fine wine that Sikong Jingyu had just opened, but unfortunately, he didn't drink a drop. What a waste!
Zhou Yuran picked up a cup and handed it to Zhao Shiwan.
Looking at the row of bottles of liquor on the table, Shi Wan knew in her heart that she couldn't escape the business at the dinner table, and she couldn't avoid drinking these few glasses of liquor.
Fortunately... she took hangover medicine beforehand.
Shi Wan generously went to pick up Zhou Yuran's wine.
Shi Wan took the wine glass, but Zhou Yuran's hand did not let go for a long time, and his other hand even grabbed the hand that Shi Wan was using to take the wine.
Since we came here to discuss the project, I had anticipated this situation, but I didn't expect it to actually happen now.
But if you want to close the deal, you can't be arrogant; you can only... be patient.
Shi Wan lowered her head, looking dazed. Although she felt disgusted, she didn't show any resistance or aversion on her face. She remained calm, naturally pulled her hand away from Zhou Yuran's grasp, picked up the wine on the table, and apologized as if suddenly realizing something: "President Zhou, let me toast you first."
Shi Wan clinked her glass against Zhou Ran's, downed her drink in one gulp, and handed him the proposal again: "President Zhou, shall we take a look at the proposal first?"
Zhou Yuran stared at Shi Wan, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, a smile appearing on his lips, and then grabbed Shi Wan's wrist: "No rush, let's drink first."
Shi Wan's body stiffened. Zhou Yuran's eyes were full of greed, which disgusted Shi Wan. Shi Wan suppressed her disgust, subtly withdrew her hand, and picked up a wine glass: "President Zhou, I'd like to toast you!"
Sikong Jingyu hadn't gone far from the private room when a slightly frivolous male voice called out to him: "Sikong?"
Sikong Jingyu turned around and saw a young and handsome man calling out to him.
Tall and slender with handsome features, he was none other than Fu Siming, a close friend whom Sikong Jingyu had met abroad.
"It really is you! When did you come back to China?"
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