Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 77

"It's okay," Xiangyi smiled sweetly, "It's actually a little selfishness of mine."

"This conference is full of old professors in the department. I want to take this opportunity to watch and learn more."

Ignoring Xiangyi in front of him, Wen Siheng opened the door and walked straight into the conference room.

Xiangyi froze in place, not knowing what to do for a long time.

She secretly guessed, is he angry?But such a small thing won't make him angry, right?

Besides, the instructor in their group is famous for being emotionally stable, so he shouldn't be angry with her because of this, right?

After Xiangyi ran through the fifth questioning process in his heart, the heavy meeting room door was pushed open again, and Wen Siheng's tall figure leaned against the door.

"Come in." He glanced at the person in front of him.

"Yes, yes," echoed the professor behind, "It's rare for a fellow student to come here once, and it would be a pity to go back without listening."

In the office here, with a sound of "Ding Dong—" the screen on the table lit up, and Jane Anran picked up the phone.

[Elder Tang: There will be a meeting in Ludao City tomorrow morning. I will stay there for one night today. I won’t be going back tonight. Rest early]

After taking a look, Jian Anran immediately put down the phone.

Soon the vibration sounded again, and a new message was sent from the other side.

[Elder Tang: Haven't read it yet? 】

【Elder Tang: Get off work immediately】

Looking up at the four corners of the ceiling, Jian Anran had to wonder if Wen Siheng had secretly installed a surveillance camera in the office, how could he know her every move like the palm of his hand.

In her small social circle, she is a well-known "mind reply" contestant. Every time Jian Anran reads the news, she always thinks to come back later when she is free.

Thinking about it, I can't think of it anymore.

She rejoiced countless times that WeChat didn't have a read function, otherwise her bad behavior could be said to be the anger of gods and humans, and she would be expelled from the circle of friends.

When I came to the office the next day, I heard bursts of laughter inside before the door was opened.

Looking up, Jian Anran finally made up her mind to open the door amidst hesitation after confirming that the house number was correct twice.

Teacher Bian and Xiangyi by the window focused their eyes on Jian Anran who had just entered the door.

how is she?

After being stunned for a while, Jian Anran pretended to be calm and nodded her head, then went straight to the desk and put down her bag.

"Ding-dong-"

Opened WeChat and saw that it was Mi Yingying's message.

She explained the ins and outs in a long paragraph, probably after Mr. Bian went to the Deputy Prime Minister to add fuel and jealousy, the old man of the Prime Minister lost his face and hurriedly begged for mercy.

The item went around in a circle, and finally fell back into their hands intact.After reading the news, Jian Anran looked up and met Mi Yingying's helpless eyes.

"Okay, time is tight, and I will trouble the students for the rest." Teacher Bian stood up while talking.

Looking at the time, it was less than 15 minutes before the class started, Jian Anran was a little surprised that she planned to leave so soon this time.

"Okay, I'll send Teacher Bian's revisions to everyone later, and I'll thank you all." Xiangyi returned to her seat.

"Amendment?" Mi Yingying raised her voice.

Looking at the calendar on the table, the exhibition starts tomorrow.

It stands to reason that the exhibition hall should have been set up by now, who is still changing the picture at this juncture?
"That's right, Mr. Bian is a well-known perfectionist, and he is more interested in details." Xiangyi said.

"Almost done." Mi Yingying muttered in a low voice, the volume was just right, just enough that everyone in the office could hear it.

All the projects today were rarely completed before get off work, and everyone left on time after a long absence.

After coming out one after another, Jian Anran was the only one left in the office.

Just when she was about to leave, as soon as she went out, she saw several workers in uniforms coming in with toolboxes.

"I'm bothering my classmates, we're here to install water dispensers."

Halfway through the semester, the school finally allocated the funds for the water dispenser.In the future, every office will be equipped with a water dispenser, so that people don't have to go in and out and queue up for the water dispenser outside the corridor.

"I'll just wait outside the corridor, please just pass by and let me know when the master is ready, and I will be responsible for closing the door."

Jian Anran sat on a chair in the atrium with her bag.

There is a spacious atrium in the building of the Department of Architecture. You can look directly at the glass of the roof when you look up. Through the stains that haven't been cleaned for half a semester, Jane Anran can vaguely glimpse the sky outside.

Just leaning her head on the back of the chair like this, Jane Anran quietly watched the clouds slowly drifting by in the sky.

"Why is there no one in the office?" A sharp female voice broke her emptiness.

She sat up, only to find Teacher Bian standing at the door angrily.

As if he had just noticed someone in the atrium, Teacher Bian turned his gaze away, stepped on high heels and walked towards the bewildered Jian Anran.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Jian Anran asked.

"Let me ask you, hasn't the plan changed today? Why did I just arrive at the scene, and it was still the same plan three days ago?"

Seeing Teacher Bian's furious face gradually approaching, Jian Anran couldn't help taking a step back in desperation, trying to keep a safe distance.

"Senior Xiangyi was in charge of the matchmaking before. I don't know too well. Why don't teachers contact senior sister?"

"It's not like you don't know that Xiangyi has been under a lot of mental stress recently." Teacher Bian took out his phone from his bag while talking.

"And her phone can't be reached, so hurry up and find someone to take charge. It will start at nine o'clock tomorrow. Why are you so unreliable?"

Opening WeChat in a panic, Jian Anran saw that there were nearly 1000 messages in the docking group that she had set as do-not-disturb.

For a long time, Jian Anran felt that her work was just a miscellaneous matter, and Xiangyi was always in charge of the project connection.

Since she couldn't speak, she simply set the group chat that was ringing non-stop every day as do not disturb.

After quickly browsing the news in the past three days, she probably understood: the construction team had gone on strike after the fifth revision of the plan, and they didn't want the final payment of the project, so they packed up and ran away.

After several times of persuasion to no avail, Xiangyi just gave up on herself.

I made a few phone calls but the phone was turned off, and now I can't even get in touch with her.

Seeing Jian Anran frantically dialing the phone in his hand, Teacher Bian turned around and gave a "hum".

In desperation, she pulled down the address book almost to the bottom.

Click on the contact marked as "W".

"What's the matter?" The lazy voice on the other side of the phone came along the receiver of the phone, and the noisy conversation behind him could be vaguely heard.

"Teacher, I'm sorry to interrupt your meeting," Jian Anran looked at Teacher Bian and said to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Teacher Bian reported back that the construction team has temporarily gone on strike. We can't get in touch with senior sister Xiangyi now, and the current layout of the exhibition hall is still the plan that has not been revised in the previous edition."

"How to deal with it here?"

(End of this chapter)