Wu Pengpeng was so excited about meeting an “old acquaintance” that she couldn't fall asleep for half the night.
He Qian Shan, on the other hand, was so jealous that Wu Pengpeng was going to meet an “old acquaintance” that he also tossed and turned for half the night.
At three o'clock in the morning, he sent a text message to Fu Heng, asking him to report every single detail of the signing ceremony to him throughout the day without missing a thing.
Then he scrolled through Wu Pengpeng's Moments one more time before finally dozing off in a daze.
In his dream, he was constantly jealous and competing with Wu Pengpeng's “old acquaintance” who he saw as a rival in love. When he woke up in the morning, he felt physically and mentally exhausted.
He turned on his phone and saw that Wu Pengpeng, who usually had endless things to tell him, hadn't sent him any messages. He suddenly felt even more tired.
Wu Pengpeng's situation was similar to He Qian Shan's. She also had a long dream.
In the dream, the designer named “Yuan Shan” was standing in a vast expanse of thick fog. She chased after him across the entire foggy forest. As the sunrise gradually dispelled the fog, he turned around in the sunlight and smiled at her, saying, “Ms. Wu, I've been waiting for you for a long time!”
Wu Pengpeng saw that the man had the same face as He Qian Shan. She was both shocked and delighted, and then woke up from the dream.
Her cheeks felt a bit sore. She reached out and touched them, only to find that the corners of her mouth were upturned.
Even in her dreams, she couldn't stop dreaming about He Qian Shan. It was really...
Wu Pengpeng covered her face shyly and couldn't help but let out a little laugh.
To prevent Zhao Bufan from interfering, Wu Pengpeng carried out the signing ceremony secretly.
However, before she even reached the signing venue, Zhao Bufan's call came in.
Wu Pengpeng pretended not to see it and muted her phone, putting it aside.
Soon, Zhao Bufan sent a text message: “Answer the phone, or shall we meet at the venue?”
Wu Pengpeng quickly called her back and flattered her, saying, “My phone was on mute. I didn't hear your call. What's up, Fanfan?”
Zhao Bufan ignored her flattery and said angrily, “I heard that you gave each media person who came to the event 20,000 yuan as travel expenses?”
She even knew about this. This woman was so terrifying!
Wu Pengpeng flatly denied it: “That's a rumor.”
Zhao Bufan snorted and exposed her on the spot: “Wu Pengpeng, don't play dumb with me. The Chief Editor Liu of the ‘Financial Newspaper’ who came today is my senior.”
Wu Pengpeng grinned and flattered her, saying, “Your senior is really amazing.”
“Don't try to change the subject!” Zhao Bufan gritted her teeth and said each word slowly, as if she wished she could crawl out of the phone and beat her up, “The current travel expenses for the media are only 200 yuan. You directly increased it a hundredfold. Do you have too much money to burn?”
Wu Pengpeng coughed lightly and pretended to be considerate, saying, “I just thought it was not easy for everyone to come here on a cold winter day.”
“Is it easy for you just because it's not easy for them?” Zhao Bufan was so angry that she was about to explode, “A few days ago, you were still lying in the hospital bed, thinking about how to make money...”
She couldn't continue speaking at the end, feeling too heartbroken.
Wu Pengpeng readily agreed, saying, “It's not easy for me either.”
It was really not easy. She was almost bald from worrying about how to squander money.
“So I can understand their difficulties better and want to make their lives a little easier.”
Zhao Bufan was rendered speechless. After a while, she said in frustration, “Wu Pengpeng, has your brain gone bad again?”
Wu Pengpeng didn't mind her “insult” and said playfully, “When has my brain ever been normal?”
Zhao Bufan was speechless again, choked by her half - joking words. After a long while, she said sullenly, “Pengpeng, I didn't mean that.”
“Okay!” Wu Pengpeng knew that Zhao Bufan really cared about her and didn't want to hurt her feelings, “I was just joking. However, this is the best plan I came up with after careful consideration.”
Zhao Bufan despairingly rubbed her forehead: “Do you have some misunderstanding about the word ‘careful consideration’?”
This was the most effective plan for squandering money she came up with after “careful consideration”.
Of course, she couldn't let Zhao Bufan know the truth.
Wu Pengpeng started her persuasion mode again: “I exchanged a ‘Yuan Shan’ for half of the original shares of ‘Yun Xiu’. This deal is very cost - effective.”
Obviously, Zhao Bufan was not that easy to persuade: “Where exactly is this deal cost - effective? Isn't the most valuable thing about ‘Yun Xiu’ just ‘Yuan Shan’?”
Wu Pengpeng's thoughts were exposed. When the car arrived at the destination, she quickly ended the call: “I won't talk to you anymore. I'm here.”
Without waiting for Zhao Bufan's response, she hung up the phone.
There were at least more than a hundred media outlets on site. Wu Pengpeng seemed to see countless banknotes flying out of her pocket and was so happy that she almost burst out laughing on the spot.
She composed herself and walked seriously towards the venue.
Fu Yunxiu was already waiting there, and there was a young and handsome man standing beside her.
Wu Pengpeng had an impression of him. He was the one who planned the “Dream” fashion show.
So he was “Yuan Shan” himself!
Wu Pengpeng walked over with a smile and reached out her hand: “Hello, Mr. Yuan Shan.”
Fu Heng reached out and shook her hand: “Sorry, Ms. Wu. I'm not Yuan Shan. I'm his friend, Fu Heng.”
Wu Pengpeng looked around. There was no one else there. She let go of his hand: “Then where is Mr. Yuan Shan?”
Fu Heng withdrew his hand: “He has something to do and can't come.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the light in Wu Pengpeng's eyes go out instantly. Then she quickly forced a polite smile at him: “Oh, okay. Welcome, Mr. Fu.”
The signing ceremony went smoothly, but Wu Pengpeng was not in the mood and was absent - minded throughout the process.
After the signing ceremony ended, Wu Pengpeng proposed to invite everyone to the Lan Ting Club to celebrate.
Of course, the celebration was just a guise. Her real purpose was to squander money.
The scale of this event was quite large, and there were a lot of people. She was sure she could squander a large sum of money.
Thinking of this, Wu Pengpeng's mood suddenly brightened, and she happily rushed towards the money - burning den.
On the other side, He Qian Shan was not in such a good mood. At the two project seminars in the afternoon, he criticized the person in charge so severely that everyone was trembling with fear.
Didn't Mr. He already change his ways and stop scolding people? Why did he go back to his old ways?
The iron - blooded big devil was back again. Everyone deeply realized that their good days were over.
He Qian Shan was already in a bad mood, and the two perfunctory project plans made him even more unhappy.
He impatiently opened the video sent by Fu Heng and saw Wu Pengpeng smiling happily at the camera after signing, as if she had finally unloaded a heavy burden.
He Qian Shan felt inexplicably irritated. Was it really that worth being happy about to get rid of him?
He swiped to another video. After the signing ceremony ended, he didn't know where they were going, but Wu Pengpeng was smiling brightly.
He Qian Shan snorted in his heart. Was it really that worth being happy about to see that person?
With a dark face, he continued to click on the next video.
In the video, they had already arrived at the Lan Ting Club. Wu Pengpeng must have drunk a lot of wine and was staggering against a girl.
There were several good - looking boys sitting beside her, constantly leaning towards Wu Pengpeng. It was obvious that they were very interested in her.
He Qian Shan's head “buzzed”. He grabbed his coat and car keys and rushed out of the door.
General Manager Xu came in with some documents and almost bumped into He Qian Shan.
Fortunately, he quickly stepped aside to avoid being knocked down: “Mr. He, could you take a look at this document...”
Before he could finish his sentence, He Qian Shan had already walked far away. His voice came from afar: “Send me the electronic version on my phone. I'll reply to you later.”
General Manager Xu looked at his impatient back and muttered, “The rabbit is tearing the house down again.”