Su Ci replied to the other party first, and then patiently looked through the 99+ new messages.
Professor Wen is worthy of being named the most popular teacher among students every year.
When dealing with bad students like her who speak rudely, Wen Yuli is very patient and tolerant, taking care of her in every possible way.
He was even worried that she would commit suicide because of the failure of his confession, so he planned to temporarily sacrifice himself to fulfill her wishful thinking. He was noble and selfless.
She had just read [Student Su, I'm willing to try it with you] when new messages from the other side popped up one after another.
[Wen Yuli: Classmate Su, you didn't read the previous news, did you?]
[Wen Yuli: Sorry, it was my little cousin who just clicked the button. He's in high school. You know, naughty kids love to pretend to be teachers and play pranks.]
Su Ci, who was stood up: "......?"
Okay, Professor Wen is still too concerned about his reputation. How can it be considered down-to-earth to break one's promise and go back on one's word?
Su Ci replied cooperatively: [I didn't see it, I thought the professor agreed to let me audit the class. If he can't accommodate me, that's fine.]
In the meeting room where you could hear a pin drop, the project manager was trembling with fear, waiting for the president to criticize the new plan that had been revised again and again.
Before the meeting, the special assistant mentioned that President Wen was in a bad mood today. He was busy all morning and rushed to the company from Jiangda University without even having a bite of lunch.
Even after he finished his report, several minutes had passed, and Premier Wen was still looking down at his phone.
Although the man didn't say anything, the slight wrinkle between his eyebrows revealed an extremely oppressive displeasure.
Everyone else at the conference table was pretending to be dead, and no one would think of criticizing Premier Wen. Premier Wen was very busy and should be dealing with other important matters.
No one knew that Premier Wen, who they thought was decisive and efficient, was actually like a young boy who had just tasted the forbidden fruit, guarding the chat interface and waiting for a reply in seconds.
Wen Yuli's deep eyes were fixed on the last message sent by the girl.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t make concessions?
Didn’t you say you’ve admired him for a long time?
The knuckles that pinched the edge of the phone turned white from the pressure.
She hadn't even noticed he'd agreed to their relationship. Was she serious? Was she kidding him?
Su's admiration is so casual, cheap, hypocritical, heartless, and disappears quickly.
Wen Yuli turned off his phone and put it on the table. Feeling that he was being played, he didn't intend to pay any more attention to the other party and read the project plan at a glance.
“Bang!”
The business plan fell on the table and slid in front of a department director.
"Are you recent college graduates here for internships? Do you need my guidance on this kind of project?"
The project leader was so upset that he could not even cry. He said weakly, "Professor Wen, I am the graduate student in the Department of Finance that you personally taught me..."
Who among his family members understands! He was criticized by Professor Wen at school and criticized by Premier Wen at work. Why is his life so miserable?
Wen Yuli's gloomy handsome face was covered with a thin layer of frost.
"Don't say you're my student next time. It's embarrassing—"
The phone on the desk suddenly lit up.
Contacts that are pinned to the top, given special attention, and with special notes are particularly conspicuous.
[AAA Qingyi Porcelain: It's really a pity that I can't sit in on the professor's lectures. Even if Professor Wen is not interested in me, I will still insist on liking him.]
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The project leader watched as President Wen's sharp features softened, and after replying a message with his mobile phone, he felt as if the ice and snow melted and a spring breeze blew.
Wen Yuli stretched out his arm and took back the project plan. His elegant and refined features revealed a tolerance and kindness that was inconsistent with the perception of the top management.
"Okay, let's adjourn the meeting and get back to work."
He glanced at the bewildered person in charge.
"You, come to my office in two hours and pick up the project plan I revised."
The project manager was flattered.
Is the boss going to help him revise the business plan personally?
Really? Really! Yes!
The sun rises from the west, and Premier Wen is in power today!
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