Meng Wan raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything, and obediently went to get the bowl and chopsticks.
On the other side, a slightly immature young man was wearing a dull suit, holding a phone in one hand and unconsciously twirling a pen in the other, his expression as if he was thinking about something.
There was a knock on the door. Yan Nian said "Come in," but remained in the same position without even raising his head.
"Mr. Yan, this is the latest bidding proposal. Please take a look."
"Just leave it there." His voice was slightly low, indicating that he had already passed puberty.
"Yes, if there's nothing else, I'll head out now." Yao Qinglin had a stern face; at 25 years old, he looked like a stubborn 50-year-old.
"Wait a minute." Yan Nian stopped twirling his pen, crossed his legs, and looked at him.
"Is there anything else you need?"
"You tell me... how can we get that girl to move into that villa in the south of the city? She only glanced at this birthday present on her birthday and hasn't been back since. She doesn't like it? She can say so! The villa in the west of the city is almost finished being developed recently. What's the point of living in that small house? It's not even as big as one of her rooms. She's been pampered since she was a child. When has she ever suffered like this?" Yan Nian muttered to himself.
The gift from the wealthy opened Yao Qinglin's eyes once again. Despite this, he maintained excellent work ethic and replied to Yan Nian.
"Miss Tang is a very thoughtful person with her own opinions."
Yan Nian rolled her eyes at him. "How could I not know? Can't you give me a solution?"
"Sorry, this is outside my job scope."
Yao Qinglin spoke calmly, while Yan Nian puffed out his cheeks and his lips twitched.
"Assistant Yao, you're at this age and still don't have a girlfriend. You should reflect on yourself," Yan Nian advised with a mature air.
"You don't have a girlfriend yet either." Yao Qinglin crossed his arms in front of him, looking very respectful.
"If I start dating now, it's called puppy love. If you don't start dating now, it'll be called late love."
Yao Qinglin fell silent, and Yan Nian, satisfied with his victory, raised an eyebrow.
"Alright, I'll reply to you with the tender documents this afternoon."
"OK."
"By the way, from now on we should call her Miss Meng."
“Okay.” Assistant Yao didn’t know what had happened, but he wouldn’t ask questions he shouldn’t. This was the professional ethics of an employee and a top-notch assistant.
Yan Nian put down her phone and started working, while Meng Wan had just put down her chopsticks when Meng Boqun returned.
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