Chapter 311 312 Wen Zhixia is stunned, and Brother Jiang takes action

Shanhai Apartment has always had good security. Yan Yu has been to Building 5 several times, but this time there was no one else.

He did not run into anyone else in this building.

After entering the building, he took off his mask, hung his sunglasses on the lapel of his coat, and held the gadgets he brought to Ji Heng and Jiang He in his right hand.

His left hand was still on the doorbell.

The person who opened the door was a strange girl. Yan Yu didn't know her, but Bai Yu always knew many people. She roughly guessed that the person in front of her should be Bai Yu's friend. "Hello, I'm Yan Yu."

Wen Zhixia kept holding the door handle, her eyes wandering a little. "Yan, Sister Yan Yu, who are you looking for?"

In the kitchen, Zhang Shize, who was serving dishes, saw the figure outside the door and quickly put the dishes on the table. "Sister Yan, you're here!"

Yan Yu was also used to seeing fans this year. Seeing Wen Zhixia's reaction, she roughly guessed that the person in front of her was her fan. "Hello."

Then she stepped aside and came in.

Tang Ming lost another chess game. Just when he saw Yan Yu coming, he stood up on the pretext of going to the kitchen to serve dishes.

The room was full of Bai Di's classmates, and everyone knew Yan Lu.

It was obvious that they were very good friends. Wen Zhixia was warmly invited by Shen Qing to sit at the table. Opposite her was Yan Lu, who was talking in a low voice to a boy.

Wen Zhixia was not familiar with this boy, she only knew that he was Bai Di's high school classmate Zhang Shize.

**

After dinner, Wen Zhixia followed Bai Di to 303.

She sat on the sofa in 303, still in a detached state.

Bai Di pressed the switch on the remote control, sat next to Wen Zhixia, lowered her eyes, slowly poured a cup of tea, handed it over, and said concisely: "Drink tea."

Wen Zhixia took the white porcelain teacup, lowered her head and took a sip.

The temperature is just right, and the color of the tea is clear. The tea made by Bai Shi always tastes much better. "You and Yan Yu...are so familiar?"

Wen Zhixia heard that Yan Yu and Bai Shi had talked several times at the dinner table.

There were so many people at the dinner table, but Yan Yu only called Bai Shi "Miss Bai".

Although Wen Zhixia guessed that Bai Shi and Yan Yu might know each other when Bai Shi signed a CD for her,

she still didn't expect that they would be so familiar with each other.

Yan Yu became famous only within this year, and both her TV series and songs were very popular.

Not to mention at home, there are many of her crazy fans abroad.

No one in the circle can replicate her success.

"Not bad," Bai Shi put his hands on the sofa beside him, leaning back, in a rare relaxed state, with his delicate chin slightly raised, and tuned to a movie channel: "We are all friends."

This light and neither heavy word "friend" brought Wen Zhixia back to his senses, "Damn! You knew her in Xiangcheng, right?!"

Bai Shi: "..."

"Did you know her when I shared her first song?"

Bai Shi remained silent.

"Okay, okay, you..."

Wen Zhixia was about to say something else, but the door of 303 was pushed open.

At the door, Jiang Fuli took off his coat, wearing a white shirt, and looked at the two people on the sofa calmly, and nodded slightly to Wen Zhixia, reserved and polite, but his pale eyes showed coldness.

Wen Zhixia only felt that this time, Mr. Jiang seemed to be colder than before.

She did not dare to continue talking.

As luck would have it, her cell phone rang. Wen Zhixia walked to the balcony with the phone in her hand as if she had found a life-saving straw.

The caller was Le Yuzhang, who was coming to pick her up.

Not long after, Le Yuzhang's car arrived.

Wen Zhixia was standing at the door of Building 5 with her coat on, waiting, and Bai Di brought Jiang He to accompany her. Le Yuzhang

sat in the passenger seat, and his secretary was driving.

He was very surprised that Bai Di actually lived in this unremarkable apartment in Jiangdabian.

After getting in the car, Wen Zhixia sat in the back. She was gentle and virtuous, and there was a faint smell of perfume in the car.

Not long ago, other women must have been in the car.

The person driving the car was Le Yuzhang's secretary. He greeted his future wife politely and looked at the rearview mirror calmly.

In terms of ability, Wen Zhixia was recognized by the Le family. At the University of Finance and Economics, she was on par with Ming Zongyao from the Finance Department of Jiang University.

But she was slightly inferior in talent and appearance.

The secretary thought about it. Jiangjing is so big, and only the outstanding Miss Bai can compare with Ming Zongyao. No wonder people who know the two of them in the circle feel sorry for Ming Zongyao.

But who knows about the affairs of the rich.

The car arrived at the Wen's building. Le Yuzhang was going to accompany Wen Zhixia upstairs. Just as he got off the car, the secretary received a call.

Le Yuzhang left in a hurry.

Wen Zhixia returned to the project team. There was still a trouble waiting for her.

**

Shanhai Apartment.

Yan Yu was chatting with Lu Xiaohan, who showed her the puppet video she had just edited. "Sister Yu, I heard from a good person that you are going to take on a puppet movie. I will send you all the materials."

Lu Xiaohan shot a lot of materials, more than 90 videos in total, which added up to 40 hours, full of data accumulated by Grandpa Tao throughout his life.

"You shot so many?" Yan Yu opened WeChat and received the video sent by Lu Xiaohan.

There were so many videos, and the reception was slow. Yan Yu put her phone downstairs to wait for the transmission, and went upstairs to find Bai Xi.

Upstairs.

Jiang Fuli leaned against the desk and asked Wen Zhixia about this matter slowly.

Bai Mi had hinted at this during dinner just now.

Wen Zhixia was in her own project group, and the group she led was the hair dryer group under Wen's.

Wen's had many electrical appliances, but only washing machines and refrigerators were doing well, but others, such as hair dryers and soy milk machines, were about to be discontinued due to profit issues.

Because of the upcoming discontinuation of production, Wen's would give all the discontinued projects to the younger generation. Whoever revived this economic chain would have a higher status in the eyes of Wen's shareholders.

"Hair dryer?" Jiang Fuli put his hands on his chest, his eyelashes drooping slightly.

Thinking slowly.

Yan Yu came to Bai Yu outside the door. Seeing that Jiang Fuli was still thinking about the hair dryer, Bai Yu got up and went outside.

Yan Yu looked for Bai Yu to tell her about Wen Zhixia.

"According to your plan with Sister Xin," Bai Yu didn't want to disrupt her plan with Wang Xin, and tapped her fingers on the sofa, "Zhixia has a project, but my current idea is Qin Si."

Qin Si is the heroine of "Flowers on the Trees" and is also the object that the Drama Theater is trying hard to cultivate.

Her popularity is very high at present, no less than that of a first-line star.

But it is far less popular than Yan Yu.

"I don't have any brand orientation at the moment," Yan Lu knew Bai Lu's concerns, "I will send all the cooperation matters for evaluation, don't worry."

"Okay," Bai Lu didn't know much about this circle, "Wen's, Wen Zhixia, she is working on a project now, and she is in need of a spokesperson. She should have contacted your team, but the funds were not enough, so she probably didn't continue to look for you."

Yan Lu nodded and sent a message to Wang Xin, asking her to look for the invitation that Wen Zhixia's team had sent before.

There are too many people who invited Yan Lu to be a spokesperson.

Among them are many well-known foreign brands.

But now Yan Lu only endorses Xuan Kang. In addition to this, there is Xiangcheng Tourism with an official stamp.

The team found the cooperation plan that Wen Zhixia had sent to Yan Lu's team before in just one hour.

"It's an old brand of electrical appliances," Wang Xin looked at the news on the computer, "It's an old domestic product, but with the rise of e-commerce in recent years, they have gradually declined. Finding someone to endorse it is indeed a way out during this period. It's Miss Bai's friend, so I'm relieved. What do you think?"

Yan Yu heard Wang Xin's words and said calmly: "The endorsement fee doesn't have to be too high. Where are you? I'll talk to the company."

Bai Di has helped her so many times, from Zhang Shize to Dayong, to writing songs...

Yan Yu knows very well who made her so popular now, but Bai Di and his team are engaged in scientific research, and her IQ is average, so she can't help in any way. She originally endorsed Xuan Kang for free...

But Xuan Kang was so popular in the second half of the year, and Yan Yu found that she was the one who benefited.

This group of netizens knew that she endorsed traditional Chinese medicine and gave her a higher evaluation.

Now that he finally had the chance to help Bai Xi's friend, Yan Yu felt that he seemed to be useful.

**

Monday.

Wen's Building.

Wen Zhixia had just arrived at the project team.

The project manager saw Wen Zhixia and hurried over with his mobile phone, "They paid double the endorsement fee, should we find someone else? Recently there is a girl group called Song Xue..."

He forgot the name of the champion of this girl group for a moment.

The young woman reminded, "Manager Zhang, her name is Song Xueni."

"Oh, yes, Song Xueni," Manager Zhang followed Wen Zhixia to her office, "Should we find this person to endorse? If you agree, we will contact someone immediately."

There was no time for background check in such a short time.

Wen Zhixia had never heard of Song Xueni, and her popularity was definitely not as good as Lu Su.

But this is the only way for now. Wen Zhixia took the documents on the desk and said, "I'll contact you after the morning meeting."

Today is Monday, and several project teams have to report their progress.

Office.

Uncle Wen sat in the front, and several project team members sat on both sides.

Wen Zhixia has been asking the marketing department to use soft copy to promote Wen's hair dryers. Last week's sales volume was the highest among these groups. This month, Lu Su was originally signed to promote the product, but the contract has not been signed yet, and the person was poached by Wen Zhiwei twice.

Wen Zhiwei held the project book and talked freely.

Below, Manager Zhang and others looked at Wen Zhiwei's team with anger.

After the meeting, Uncle Wen stood up with a notebook and looked at Wen Zhixia, "Your plan this month is not up to standard."

Not far away.

When Wen Zhiwei's group heard Uncle Wen's voice, they lowered their eyes and smiled sarcastically.

After leaving the office, Manager Zhang and his group spoke angrily, "We gave Lu Su the market price. Wen Zhiwei and the others offered double the price before signing the contract. It was obviously targeting us. This Lu Su... must have known them before."

It's not hard to imagine that Lu Su was obviously in cahoots with them when Lin Men threw himself into the arms of other manufacturers.

"Even if they offer double the price, it will take some time to get their money back," Wen Zhixia said calmly, "Let the person in charge of public relations come to me."

She took out her cell phone and was about to make a call.

Then she saw a message on WeChat from Bai Shi -

[Give me a manufacturing drawing of your hair dryer.]

Why did she want the structural drawing?

The hair dryer was not top secret information, Wen Zhixia asked someone to find the manufacturing drawing.

Behind her, Manager Zhang returned to his desk. Just as he was about to pick up the phone to call Song Xueni's agent, the phone rang and he reached out to pick it up.

The voice from the other side of the phone was very polite: "Hello, I'm Wang Xin. I saw that you sent an email to our company yesterday..."

Manager Zhang looked up blankly after answering the phone.

The whole call was filled with "hmm" and "ahh", and both parties agreed on a time.

A busy tone came from the phone.

Three minutes later, Manager Zhang came back to his senses and looked up at Wen Zhixia: "Ms. Wen, Miss Wen..."

Manager Zhang swallowed his saliva.

The project team handed the manufacturing drawings to Wen Zhixia, who took them and sent them to Bai Yu, raising her eyes and saying, "You say."

"Sister Xin, Yan Yu's agent, asked us to meet at 2 o'clock this afternoon," Manager Zhang said, "to discuss the endorsement with us!"

**

On the other side.

After Li Chen signed, he extended his hand to the man opposite him, "Lu Su, happy cooperation."

Lu Su also put down his pen and shook hands with him with a smile.

The two were high school classmates. Li Chen didn't know that Wen Zhixia had found Lu Su until the New Year's party. At that time, he asked Lu Su to delay the signing time and give Wen Zhixia a strong blow at the last minute.

"Brother Lu," his agent spoke only after Li Chen left with the contract, "Aren't we offending the third daughter of the Wen family?"

Lu Su slowly took out a mask from his pocket and said nonchalantly, "I've inquired about it. The third daughter just returned to Jiangjing. No one in the circle wants to play with her. Don't worry."

He and Li Chen went to the same high school, so his family background was naturally good. He was also a member of the Jiangjing circle and had always had good resources.

Because of this, he knew that Wen Zhiwei was in the same circle as Xu Jinyi and Ming Zongyao.

"Besides, this hair dryer will be off the market soon," Lu Su continued, "it's not worth wasting time here."

The agent knew that Lu Su was always smart, so he felt relieved when he heard this.

The two walked towards the elevator.

As the left elevator came up, Lu Su saw a middle-aged woman coming out. He was startled, then hurried over and greeted her with a smile, "Sister Xin."

Sister Xin paused and smiled at Lu Su, "Mr. Lu."

"You and Sister Lu are also in Jiangjing?" Lu Su was very polite.

Not to mention that Yan Lu is now in a high position in the circle, the two big guys behind her are even more extraordinary. Dean Jian is needless to say, and Bai Li is the person who directly cooperates with the official drama theater. Even

Lu Su can't be arrogant to the two of them.

Dean Jian, the drama theater, and the legendary Zhongxing Group, Yan Lu's backer, none of them are people that Lu Su can afford to offend.

The two waited until Wang Xin left before entering the elevator.

Lu Su's agent was surprised, "Sister Xin is here in Jiangjing too, I wonder if Yan Yu has come..."

**

Bai Su received Wen Zhixia's message, printed out the manufacturing drawing, looked down, and couldn't see anything.

Forward the message to Jiang Fuli.

Aerospace Research Center.

"No need for solar panels, the heat energy generated by the decay of radioactive elements is enough for it to work," Jiang Fuli held a pencil between his middle and index fingers, and pointed at the schematic diagram on the panel in an orderly manner, "The retractable arm here is a laser device..."

As he finished speaking, the slide instantly changed to the next more complex structural diagram.

The office light shone on him, outlining his slightly cold jaw. He explained in detail calmly, but his voice was habitually cold.

Most people in the office were drawing structural diagrams and writing down key points in their notebooks.

Only Academician Ma sat at the front, coughing occasionally and not saying anything.

It was obvious that he was not in good spirits.

After the explanation, the researchers left quietly and orderly.

Jiang Fuli put the pen in his pocket and took out his mobile phone. When he saw two messages, his cold expression eased a little. He lowered his head and replied a few words, and his thin and cold lips curled slightly.

Someone in the office noticed his change and stumbled and almost fell.

Academician Ma stood up, and seeing his expression, he understood a little, "She is my student now."

Jiang Fuli returned to his office and did not argue with Academician Ma. He just said coldly: "The most important thing is that you take good care of your body, and it would be best if you don't lose your job."

In fact, Academician Ma's health could not keep up after he got old, which led to part of the aerospace project being handed over to Jiang Fuli.

Young Master Jiang has not finished his vacation yet, so he is complaining.

Academician Ma wanted to say something, but then he saw Jiang Fuli sit down and stretch out his hand to draw on a blank piece of paper.

The level of detail in his drawings is comparable to machine drawing, and it is easier to use than SolidWorks.

Academician Ma was stunned, and quickly adjusted his glasses, and stood beside Jiang Fuli and watched for a while. He originally wanted to see what kind of new detector the other party was drawing, or what trajectory diagram.

After watching for half an hour, Academician Ma realized belatedly: "Your... turbine?"

But it doesn't look like one.

Jiang Fuli added another note, and said calmly: "Hair dryer."

Academician Ma: "...???"

He thought of a lot of answers, but couldn't come up with this one.

Absurd, absolutely absurd!

No, what on earth are you doing with your hands?

Academician Ma walked out of Jiang Fuli's office in a daze.

In the office, Jiang Fuli combined the manufacturing drawing that Bai Shi gave him, and remembered something. He picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Bai Shi -

[If there is a hair dryer with super fast drying speed, would you use it? ]

Student Bai: [Possibly]

OK.

**

Three days later.

Jiangda Xinyao District, the cafe downstairs of the No. 1 Doctoral Building.

Bai Di took the drawings that He Wen handed over, and the things that Jiang Fuli was researching... the hair dryer he modified...

wouldn't it blow a tornado?

She pressed her phone and called Wen Zhixia: "Where are you?"

Wen Zhixia was at Wen's.

They had just signed a contract with Yan Lu, and the whole team seemed to have been full of energy these days.

"Company," Wen Zhixia stood by the French window. She guessed that Bai Di wanted to find her for something, so she said directly: "I came to Jiangda to find you?"

It was just right to talk to Bai Di about Yan Lu's problem.

"Ah," Bai Di looked up at the sky, folded the drawings and put them in her pocket, and pressed her eyebrows: "Then come over, I just happen to have something to give you."

The phone was hung up.

Wen Zhixia looked at the address that Bai Di sent.

The cafe in the No. 1 building of Jiangda Xinyao District Doctoral School.

Good night, ok, next I will become a flower shopper .