Chapter 483: Chapter 270: Wen Ruan Loses Control of Her Emotions_3 Chapter 483: Chapter 270: Wen Ruan Loses Control of Her Emotions_3 At a gathering, he happened to et a high executive from igou and habitually handed out his business card, introducing the company’s services.
Then, suddenly, he received a letter of intent for cooperation. The client actively communicated their needs, showing great interest.
It was the client who actively requested their headquarters to send a professional planning team over.
They specified the working years of the planning staff and requested that the best candidates should have work experience in Imperial City.
Hu Chengbin and Wen Ruan were arranged to co over for this reason.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t necessarily have been their turn, considering the magnitude of this accomplishnt.
Now that the planning case was nearly complete, what remained was the cooperation negotiation.
Based on their communications with igou these past few days, a successful cooperation was almost certain, virtually fail-safe!
If he really wanted to replace Wen Ruan, the top leaders at the headquarters would even be pleased to see it happen, imdiately arranging their own connections into the team to participate in the ensuing detailed cooperation.
Thinking of this, Liu Chuanzheng forcefully patted the armrest of the sofa, his eyes sparkling with a sharp glow.
Next, it all depended on Wen Ruan’s attitude.
If it really ca down to it, he would have to confront her.
A 30-year-old unmarried, childless woman would find it very difficult to find a job; he believed she would make the right decision.
…
“Sister Wen Ruan, the liaison from igou just sent a product spreadsheet; I’ve forwarded it to your email,” Zhang Xintong said with a smile, “It feels so comfortable working with such a big company, their attitude is very gentle and responsible.”
“Yes! It’s my first ti encountering such a great client.”
“Not like those companies we worked with before, whose attitudes were terribly arrogant.”
Listening to her colleagues’ discussions, Wen Ruan nodded, leaned back in her chair, and furrowed her brows, a mood of gloom lingering in her mind.
Unwritten rules, workplace bullying, colleague sabotage—she had experienced all these years earlier and vividly rembered how painful it was then.
This was one of the main reasons she had left Star Cloud International.
Now, it seed that her final days at Light and Shadow dia wouldn’t be peaceful either.
This familiar feeling of oppression made her breathe rapidly, her emotions sowhat unstable.
Hesitating, she stood up and walked into the corridor, directly calling Tang Song.
“Ring, ring, ring—” The phone rang for a long ti until she heard the “no answer” prompt and then hung up.
She stood blankly in the quiet corridor.
“Ding dong—” The WeChat notification sound rang out.
[Simin: “Ruannuan, co over for dinner tonight and try on the bridesmaid dress I’ve prepared for you at the bridal shop. Hehe, your figure is so stunning, I’m not quite sure about the size. Mwah~”]
[Simin: “Oh also, check out the wedding dress I’ve prepared for myself; it’s super beautiful. You can consider it for your future wedding.”]
[Simin: WeddingDress.jpg]
Wen Ruan was silent for a while before replying, “Okay.”
[Simin: “Ruannuan, what’s with you? Such a cold response! Hey hey hey, we’ve been besties for nearly 10 years! You’re not in a bad mood, are you? Talk to !”]
Wen Ruan pursed her lips and replied with mixed emotions, “No, I’m just busy. Don’t think too much.”
After sending the ssage, she looked at the photo of her beautiful, happy college roommate.
Coming to Imperial City had stirred up mories and a sense of loss that suddenly surged forth.
Friends marrying, getting pregnant, all moving on to better things.
Confusion about the future, doubts about love, disappointnt with herself, guilt towards her parents…
Tears unconsciously started to roll down her cheeks.
She leaned against the white wall of the corridor and sobbed softly.
“Ding dong—” The WeChat notification sound rang again.
[Tang Song: “I’m in a eting; my phone was on silent and I didn’t see your call. Sister Wen Ruan, is there anything wrong?”]
After a while.
“Buzz, buzz, buzz—” The phone vibrated.
Caller: Tang Song.
Wen Ruan wiped her tears and hung up the phone directly.
She opened WeChat and replied, “I’m fine, I just dialed accidentally, I’m busy.”
[Tang Song: “Then, you go ahead. I need to continue my eting. I have a very important matter to attend to tomorrow; I must finalize the agreent today.”]
As she read Tang Song’s ssage, tears blurred her vision again.
“Didn’t you notice there’s sothing off about my reply?”
“And that you have very important matters to attend to.”
“Am I important to you at all? Will you always love ?”
…
“Tang Song, I’m sorry, I’m feeling very distressed.”
She had always been emotionally stable, but recent events had made her emotions sowhat uncontrollable.
After crying in the stairwell for a while, Wen Ruan walked to the restroom with her head down, washed her sared makeup, and returned to the office area.
Many people noticed her return, casting concerned glances her way.
Li iling pursed her lips and chuckled lightly, a hint of triumph and joy flashing in her eyes.
After sitting down at her workstation, Wen Ruan opened her laptop and emotionlessly continued to look at the docunt on the screen.
Zhang Xintong stealthily glanced at her expression and asked worriedly, “Sister Wen Ruan, are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” Wen Ruan shook her head, her voice a bit low, “By the way, Xintong, can you get lunch? I don’t want to go down.”
“Okay, okay.” Zhang Xintong quickly nodded, “The usual then?”
“Yeah.”
Zhang Xintong hesitated for a mont, just about to ssage Zhang Ziqi.
“Buzz, buzz, buzz—” A friend request popped up.
Note: I am Tang Song, Wen Ruan’s boyfriend.
Zhang Xintong blinked.
She quickly clicked accept and wrote, “Hello Tang Song, I am Wen Ruan’s assistant, Zhang Xintong.”
Well, I guess I’ve been promoted? Now I can interact directly with the big boss’s boss?
I just wonder if this ans a promotion too, maybe I’ll get tickets to Su Yu’s concert in the future.
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