Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 23 is my wife
Um?Wen Siheng?When did his studio expand the business of interior design?

The man quickly took out his business card from his jacket pocket and handed it to Wen Siheng.

"I was just talking, but I forgot to introduce myself. We are the residents of 2905 downstairs. My surname is Zhang, and I run a coffee factory." The man said with a smile.

He didn't take back the hand that handed out the business card, and his hand was hanging in the air, waiting for Wen Siheng to exchange business cards with himself.

Wen Siheng pointed to the business card in the man's hand, "I am Wen Siheng."

The neighbor couple looked a little surprised, but they were worthy of the gallop in the business field for many years. The man said seriously: "Hello, Professor Wen, I have admired you for a long time."

The woman looked Jian Anran up and down, "Who are you two? Boyfriend and girlfriend? Good match."

"Ah? No, no." Jian Anran hurriedly waved her hands.

"No, it's my wife." The corners of Wen Siheng's lips curled up into a beautiful smile.

The woman was almost dumbfounded, and it was her husband next to her who made a fake cough before recovering.

"Ah? It's your wife?" The woman smiled sheepishly, "Seeing that you two are still very young, I thought that young people nowadays are not willing to get married so early."

Seeing that the atmosphere fell into embarrassment for a while, the man hurriedly smoothed things over, "It's not about meeting the right person, getting married early can lead to happiness sooner! You say yes, Professor Wen, Mrs. Wen."

The first time she heard the name Mrs. Wen, Jian Anran was a little at a loss, she lowered her head and didn't know what to say.

"Our house is a bit messy before we officially move in. Please come and have a seat when it's tidied up."

Wen Siheng has always had a sense of boundaries in his dealings with others. At first glance, he felt that he was warmly inviting, but in fact, he was ordering to evict the guests.

The neighbor couple immediately understood the meaning behind the words, and after a while of politeness, they finally went downstairs.

As soon as the ink-colored mother-in-law door was closed, Jian Anran couldn't hold back her inner curiosity.

"When did you expand your business to decorate people?"

"No." Wen Siheng replied.

"Then why did you give him his business card?" Jane Anran was puzzled.

"If there is a chance, I will practice it for my students."

Jian Anran made an "oh" with her mouth, and she looked like this.

"And," Wen Siheng turned around and took two bottles of mineral water out of the refrigerator, "Those who can live in this community should have certain financial strength."

"In layman's terms, the people who are capable of investing in real estate in Luojiang City are probably here now."

Only now did Jian Anran suddenly realize, "So you are expanding your network?"

"It can also be said that I have stayed abroad for many years, and here I can say that I basically have no acquaintance with people. You should also know about it. Our business is very popular."

Seeing Jian Anran in front of him burst out laughing, Wen Siheng was a little confused, obviously what he said just now were very serious things.

"What are you laughing at?" he asked.

"Seeing that we, Professor Wen, are also working hard for our own career and future, I feel that we are somewhat similar to a certain extent."

Jian Anran shook her head and patted him on the shoulder, with a gratified expression of watching the younger generation make progress.

"I'll tell you one thing." Wen Siheng said mysteriously after changing the subject.

Jian Anran's small gossip radar immediately rang "Huh, huh, huh". Standing on tiptoe, she tried her best to put her ear close to the tall man in front of her.

"what? What?"

"Actually." Wen Siheng let it go.

"Say it quickly!"

Jian Anran didn't stand on her tiptoes for too long, she lost her balance and fell backwards. Feeling the heat on her shoulders, Wen Siheng's palms gently supported her shoulders.

I thought it was over, but I didn't expect that he would take her into his arms and look down at her.

The faces of the two were very close, and Jian Anran hadn't observed the man who had received a certificate with her from such a distance that she could feel the other's breath for a long time.

The last time this distance was...in her room.

The last time, was at the H Hotel?
Before the yellow waste in her head broke through the seal, Jian Anran immediately stood up with her center of gravity steady, and took two steps back to keep a safe distance.

Now she regrets that she didn't learn a few sentences when her grandma recited the scriptures.

Calm down, calm down.

"Actually, I'm not a professor yet." Wen Siheng opened one of the bottles of mineral water and handed it over.

That's it?What else is there to sell?Jian Anran's expression was extremely speechless.

For their undergraduates, they really don't have a clear idea of ​​what professors, associate professors, and lecturers are.

"Not good enough?" Jian Anran deliberately sarcastically.

"Well." Wen Siheng looked thoughtful, "to a certain extent, the title of professor needs to be assessed, and I am not qualified yet."

The other party answered unexpectedly seriously, but it seemed that Jian Anran's words just now were a bit harsh.

Daji, it's really Daji, did I meet Luojiang's No. [-] male green tea?

"Wait!" Jian Anran touched her pocket, but couldn't find the phone, and grabbed Wen Siheng's left hand wearing the watch, "What time is it?"

The pointer pointed to four o'clock.

Panicked, she trotted all the way with small steps, and found the mobile phone that had just slipped out of her pocket on the Barcelona chair.

Suddenly opened a few software, and suddenly remembered something, Jian Anran raised her head and asked Wen Siheng, "Did Didi in your community give way?"

"Where are you going? I'll see you off." Wen Siheng said as he picked up the car keys on the table.

"No, I have to go back to school, I'd better take a taxi." Jian Anran buried her head in the address bar above the software and entered her location.

"Didn't you just say today that I will take on the responsibility of driving you to and from school?" Wen Siheng pulled out her mobile phone.

"This is a meeting, not school."

"Excessive words," Wen Siheng reached out and pinched the little face in front of him, which was trying to hold up a serious expression, and grabbed her wrist, "Let's go."

It was only in the elevator that Wen Siheng remembered: "Isn't today Saturday? What kind of meeting are you going to have?"

"I signed up for an office assistant last semester. It's not that the counselor was too busy to have a meeting at the beginning of the semester, so I specially chose to hold it on Saturday."

"Office assistant? The counselor's office?" Wen Siheng asked.

"No, the offices of the tutors. In the past, the graduate students brought by the tutors were in charge, but this year, I heard that the leaders wanted to give undergraduates the opportunity to study, so they specially set it up."

"Has it been allocated?" Wen Siheng asked.

"No, this is not just going to a meeting."

With a faint smile, Wen Siheng's eyes flashed an almost invisible sly light.

On the campus on Saturday, there were almost no people on the road. Wen Siheng's car was parked in the faculty parking space behind the building of the Department of Architecture. Without thinking too much, Jian Anran opened the door and wanted to get out of the car.

"Wait, let's go up together." Wen Siheng stopped her.

"Are you going up too?" Jian Anran was a little surprised. It is basically difficult for a tutor to appear in the department building on non-working days.

Designers basically work overtime every day on weekdays, and everyone respects the rare weekends.

"Well, something happened."

Walking into the department building side by side, Jian Anran pressed the 3rd floor in the elevator, while Wen Siheng went directly to the 7th floor——

The floor where the tutor's office is located.

The moment the elevator door slowly closed, only a distant shout was heard: "Wait!"

Seeing Zhou Yun in the dormitory next door through the crack of the door, Jian Anran hastily pressed the button to open the door.

Zhou Yun rushed into the elevator car, panting with her hands on her hips, "Hello, Teacher Wen, hello An Ran."

"Hello." Wen Siheng's smile opened the business mode.

"An Ran, did you come with the teacher?" Zhou Yun suddenly asked, staring at the two who deliberately kept a distance in the car.

(End of this chapter)