Ye Wan just smiled and said nothing.

On the side, Pei Donghan gave Xie Chenmin a meaningful look and said, "Young man, you will regret your ignorance and careless words when you were young!"

???

His instinct told him he had said the wrong thing.

But Xie Chenmin didn't know where he went wrong.

Even if there is a misunderstanding, it was caused by the boss himself.

Who made him so mysterious!!!

Xie Chenmin had a look of smug delight on his face, thinking “the boss doesn’t know anyway”, and then he ran over and put his arm around Shi Linfeng’s shoulders, and the group of people walked towards the restaurant.

When Mr. Wan arrived, a group of drivers in the huge private room had already eaten and drunk their fill and moved to the side to sing.

At the dining table, Ye Wan and Pei Donghan were watching a short track rally video from last year.

"Ye Wan..."

President Wan took out a few contracts from his bag and handed them to Ye Wan, "This is the advertising endorsement contract sent by the merchant."

A thick stack of contracts.

There are emerging car brands.

There are racing clothes, sports equipment and more.

It also includes a men's health supplement.

President Wan quickly pulled it back and laughed, "I thought I had thrown it into the trash can."

After casually flipping through one of the contracts, Ye Wan put it away and handed it back to Mr. Wan, "I won't take it."

It seemed as if he knew this would be the answer before coming, as there was not a trace of disappointment on Mr. Wan's face.

He put it back into his bag with a smile.

Merchants come here for the commercial value of W.

But W's commercial value is not limited to being a top racing driver.

No matter how these contracts are signed, W and Wandefu will suffer.

It is only natural not to sign.

However, the person who makes the decision must be Ye Wan.

Even though everyone in Wandefu thinks that Mr. Wan is the boss, Mr. Wan himself knows that Ye Wan is the one who calls the shots at Wandefu.

As long as Ye Wan is here, Wan De Fu can last forever.

They played until very late before returning to the hotel. As soon as Ye Wan entered the room, his cell phone rang.

Jiang Ke'er: Sister Wan, do you have anything to explain to me? Picture.jpg The attached picture is a picture of the six people who made it to the finals drawing lots on the semi-final ceremony stage a few moments ago.

Ye Wan: ...

"Is it too late for me to say sorry now?"

The message has been read.

The other party did not reply.

A few minutes later, Ye Wan was bombarded with emoticons.

From crying and feeling resentful to spinning and jumping on the spot, Jiang Keer's next message was a 59-second long voice message.

Ye Wan opened the voice bar, and Jiang Ke'er on the other end excitedly turned into a screaming chicken.

After taking a shower and lying on the bed, Ye Wan sent a video request.

On the other side of the screen, the little boy pouted, looking aggrieved, "Ye Xiaowan, when will you come back?"

"One week, okay? Just one week?"

Ye Wan coaxed, "After the competition the day after tomorrow, I will go to Sicheng and then return to the imperial capital. I promise."

The little bun fell silent.

Just when Ye Wan was about to use some sugar-coated bullets to appease the little bun, the little guy whispered, "Ye Xiaowan, you are going to Sicheng to see your parents, right? Can you bring me a bouquet of red roses? Mommy likes red roses the most!"

With just one sentence, Ye Wan almost broke down in tears.

My parents’ death anniversary is just one week away.

This is also the reason why she wants to go to Sicheng.

It has been almost a year since arriving in the capital, and Ye Wan thought that the little kid must have forgotten everything.

I didn't expect he knew everything.

The mother would be very happy knowing that those flowers were bought for her by her beloved youngest son.

What's wrong with red roses?

Ye Wan smiled and nodded, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)