Chapter 17 Become a Disappointed Lanlan

An Zhiyuan stopped Xin Yan because the party started at ten o'clock in the evening.

Others follow their customs when they enter the countryside. This one is to let the villagers follow their customs after entering the countryside. No one thinks there is anything wrong with this.

Xin Yan thought sourly, it's nice to have money.

...

Since there is plenty of time, Xin Yan is not in a hurry, and sends An Zhiyuan out again. She walks to a wall. There are several paintings full of art on the wall. After pressing it for a while, a beautiful female voice came from the room.

"Fingerprint identification succeeded."

Bei Lanlan watched in amazement as Xin Yan opened the door like the portrait, and then the safe embedded in the wall was exposed.

She knew she shouldn't look at it, but she couldn't help but wonder, what would be inside such a secret place?

Company secrets, or precious jewelry, or, official seal?

Anyway, Xin Yan had her back to her, she looked quietly, and Xin Yan couldn't see it, so Bei Lanlan held her breath and watched Xin Yan stand in front of the safe, allowing the safe to scan her iris.

Another electronic sound sounded: "Iris authentication succeeded."

Straightening her neck, Bei Lanlan saw that Xin Yan took out a small safe from the safe.

Bei Lanlan: "..."

Bei Lanlan was speechless, and Xin Yan was not doing much better. She really admired the original body, just a few potential customer questionnaires, do you need to be so strict?

After thinking for a while, the corners of his mouth twitched.

654321.

...why.

Feeling tired, she opened the last lock and found the information related to Adubo. Xin Yan took it and walked back.

Seeing that she was about to turn around, Bei Lanlui turned around quickly, pretending not to hear anything outside the window.

That is, the upper body turned over, the lower body was almost still, and the two legs were still facing the right.

Xin Yan looked at her awkward sitting position for a while and wondered. She didn't think much, but walked over with her feet raised, "I should be going back very late tonight again."

Bei Lanlan silently adjusted her legs back to the normal position, then raised her head innocently and blinked, she said, "Got it."

Xin Yan sighed: "If I can take you with me..."

Hearing this, Bei Lanlan straightened up subconsciously.

She wants to go to school, she wants to work, and she wants to seize every opportunity that makes her independent, free, and powerful.

So even though she won't like everyone at the party, she still wants to go.

But Xin Yan paused for a second, and then said to herself: "No, you have to go to school tomorrow."

She smiled: "If I remember correctly, class at half past eight? I'll drop you off tomorrow morning, and then I'll come back to the company."

Bei Lanlan looked at her, pursed her lips, she hummed, then turned her head and continued her work.

Xin Yan was a little stunned. She could feel the change in Bei Lanlan's attitude towards her. Even if the two of them didn't say a word in the morning, she could feel that Bei Lanlan was in a good mood. But now, Bei Lanlan seems to be in a good mood. Peaceful and obedient, the real she is angry.

Xin Yan recalled her words and deeds just now, and felt that there was nothing to provoke Bei Lanlan, so she had to walk back in confusion.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the company got off work. No matter what the other offices were, Xin Yan's office never worked overtime, so Bei Lanlan left here on time.

Xin Yan continued to sit in the office, pondering where Bei Lanlan was angry.

An Zhiyuan came in with the clothes and the stylist. No matter where Xin Yan went, he said in a business-like manner: "You still have an hour to prepare, and you will be leaving at eight o'clock."

Only then did Xin Yan regain her senses, "Didn't it start at ten o'clock?"

Why go so early?

An Zhiyuan was still smiling, but Xin Yan faintly saw that beneath the smile was the shock of "how can you be so stupid".

Xin Yan: "..."

An Zhiyuan didn't know that he was exposed, and he said earnestly: "How can we show that we value Mr. Adubo on time? If we don't show the importance we attach to Mr. Adubo, how can he treat you as a friend? If he doesn't treat you as a friend, how could he willingly send money to you?"

Xin Yan's face was blank, and after two seconds, she slapped the table and stood up: "What are you waiting for, give me that skirt quickly!"

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At Xin Yan's urging, they set off after half an hour. I thought she came early enough, but in fact, she wasn't even third.

Rich people are like food stalls at the entrance of the school. As long as they appear for more than five seconds, the hungry wolves inside will move on the wind, climb walls, skip classes, sleep at the same table, and lie to the teacher that she is bleeding and needs Going out of school to buy the largest aunt's towel, etc., etc., all kinds of methods emerge one after another, which is simply outrageous and maddening.

Students can spell it like this, and this group of adults is of course more spelling.

When Xin Yan came, the bearded Adubo was surrounded by two people, and his secretary was surrounded by four people. Xin Yan paused, feeling that she could not understand this configuration.

She quietly asked An Zhiyuan, "Why are there so many people next to the secretary?"

An Zhiyuan answered her quietly: "The secretary can speak Chinese."

Oh.

No, then why didn't he speak Chinese yesterday? !

He spoke Arabic the whole time. Xin Yan couldn't understand a word, so she could only open the business with a smile. She said something, An Zhiyuan translated it, Adubo said something, An Zhiyuan translated it, and she listened quickly. Tired to death, if he said he could speak Chinese earlier, and he also translated, she wouldn't have gone home at all yesterday!

Xin Yan asked An Zhiyuan, but got a slightly resentful look.

—Is it because you are not as rich as him?

Xin Yan: "..."

It seems that no matter what class you are in, Party A is always the father.

Xin Yan is pondering whether to join the army of robbing her father now, or to be more reserved and wait for the two to leave. She squinted to see the battle situation over there, and always felt that those two might be left to the end of the world...

Suddenly, An Zhi reminded her without a trace, "Mr. Song is here."

An Zhiyuan's voice was very serious, and being reminded by him, this President Song must have a lot of background. Xin Yan looked at her curiously, and it was a coincidence that that person was also looking at her.

She is 1.85 meters tall in high heels and has black hair that grows to her waist. She is slim and slender and charming. She is wearing a halter-neck dress, her right-angled shoulders are perfectly exposed, and her slender waist is tied with platinum chains. With every step, the chain wiggles a bit for a one-room look.

Well... what others feel is style, what Xin Yan feels is not so beautiful.

This President Song has a pair of mature and seductive fox eyes. At this time, these fox eyes are provoking Xin Yan. She makes no secret of her hostility.While lip-modeling Xin Yan, Xin Yan recited it, only to realize that she was talking about "trash".

Xin Yan was shocked.

You scold me?

I am such a good person, you actually scold me???