CEO's Sweet Wife

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"In the few days when Yan Wan came over, I might not come here. I will come back after she gets used to it."

"Are you going to accompany her tonight?"

Shen Wan Bai pretended not to care and asked.

Instead, He Zefeng stopped eating, and looked up at her amusedly: "You used to think that I was a cowherd, so if a woman came, would I spend the night with a woman? Am I so worthless?"

Shen Wan Bai understood as soon as he heard this, the gloom on his face disappeared, his eyes brightened, he was obviously very happy.

"No, the visitor is a guest. It's okay to spend more time with her. I don't want to be wrong."

"Idiot, I don't know what you're thinking? I couldn't come over for a few days because Yan Wan's grandpa also came. No matter what I say, I have to spend more time with them. It may be too late and I won't be able to make it."

"I didn't expect there to be others."

Shen Wanbai stared at the rice grains in front of him in a daze.

For a moment just now, she had the feeling of being isolated in his world.

Yan Wan knew his family and friends, even the people in the company knew that Yan Wan and He Zefeng had a good relationship.

I don't know when she will be able to meet He Zefeng's family members in a fair and honest manner and integrate into his circle of friends.

"The design competition has also been decided, the day after tomorrow. After the end, I will give you three days to deal with the affairs of the new company. After that, you will follow your department to deal with the engineering affairs."

"I feel so busy."

"You will be busier in the future, and these are all things you have to go through."

"Oh, by the way, that, before the project starts, I'm going to take a day off and go back to school to deal with my graduation thesis."

"Okay, I almost forgot that you haven't graduated yet."

"Are you telling me that I'm mature, feminine, and not a student anymore?"

Shen Wan Bai asked expectantly.

He Zefeng raised his head and glanced at her a few times, his gaze stayed in front of her, and then said meaningfully: "I'm afraid we won't know until night."

"Hey, your thoughts are too impure! You always think of that matter!"

Shen Wanbai's face turned red immediately, she refused to talk to this stinky rascal anymore!
It doesn't matter if you don't speak, as long as He Zefeng wants her.

I can't help her at night.

It was very easy to deal with the company's affairs, Shen Wan Bai's thoughts were all on Meng Lu.

The day of the much-anticipated design competition has finally arrived.

The venue of the competition was held at the art gallery of He Zefeng's friend.

People who can come to watch the scene are very prestigious. As for ordinary people who want to watch, they also have the opportunity, but only those who are drawn can come.

Before the competition started, the outside of the art museum was crowded. Many designers wanted to join in the fun, but they could only stand outside and watch the big screen.

The reporters and media who can enter must have enough influence, and there are only two live broadcast platforms, one is the live broadcast company invested by the He Group, and the other is a cooperative company.

The rest of the live broadcast platforms have no rights, which instantly drove the network traffic and attention of the He Group in the live broadcast, and also brought huge benefits invisibly.

Wearing a mask, Meng Lu was brought here safely very early.

Shen Wan Bai came here with Song Si, as soon as he saw her, he ran over excitedly, and the two chatted for a long time.

"By the way, where is Mr. He? Why didn't I see him?"

Meng Lu looked around expectantly.

"He's talking to the other company bosses and he'll be here soon."

"Oh, that's it. It doesn't matter, as long as I can see him again today." Meng Lu was lost, but soon cheered up, "Did you see JK and the others when you came?"

"No, I'm still worried about whether they will run away, and that would be a shame."

Shen Wan Bai shrugged his shoulders.

Song Si happened to know about this matter, and said with a smile: "Of course Jian Anran also knows the seriousness of this matter, they are here and on their way."

"Come on in a while! It doesn't matter, just be normal, your design, even if it is an imitation, will not have a soul."

"Well, thank you, I will definitely not let Mr. He down!"

Meng Lu spoke confidently.

Shen Wanbai was ashamed, this matter was obviously for her own sake.

The equipment at the competition site has been prepared, just waiting for the designers from both sides to come on stage.

Those reporters and the media were also very excited, and they all wanted to be the first to capture the news and be the first to release it.

He Zefeng and other well-known people in suits and shoes came backstage.

Meng Lu was so excited when she saw him, her whole body was trembling slightly.

"Here he is! So nervous!"

"Hey... Ann, Meng Lu, this is your own game."

"But Mr. He gave me a chance."

"It's true...but..." Shen Wan Bai didn't know what to say.

After He Zefeng finished speaking with those people, he put one hand in his pocket and walked straight towards them.

"He, Mr. He! You're here!" Meng Lu stuttered as soon as she saw him.

"Well, are you ready?"

"All right!"

He Zefeng signaled to Song Si: "Take her out."

"Yes, Mr. He."

Song Si made a gesture of invitation to Meng Lu. Meng Lu straightened her mask, waved to He Zefeng, took a deep breath, and went out with Song Si.

Shen Wanbai looked at Meng Lu's leaving back, and helplessly spread his hands to He Zefeng: "You seem to have another little girl."

"Well, I'm quite attractive."

"..."

All right, Shen Wan Bai was defeated by his narcissism.

"Come on, let's go out too."

He Zefeng walked in front and walked around from the backstage.

Shen Wan Bai followed behind him as his personal assistant, keeping a low profile as much as possible.

There are two professional design tables at the competition site, on which are placed the tools and software that most designers need to use.

Meng Lu was already sitting there getting ready, but the design table next to her was always empty.

He Zefeng and Shen Wanbai have already sat down under the stage, and the reporters and media are also ready for the start of the competition at any time.

The live broadcast on the Internet exploded even more, with millions of people waiting.

If it weren't for many people going to work and school, I'm afraid there would be more people watching the live broadcast online, which would almost paralyze the live broadcast server.

"What's going on? You haven't come yet?"

"Is JK guilty?"

"Even if JK has a guilty conscience, then Jane Anran should come forward, besides, don't they also have a design team?"

The reporters couldn't wait any longer and began to discuss in low voices.

He Zefeng glanced at the time, turned his head and said a few words to Song Si, Song Si nodded and walked to the front immediately.

"We just contacted the relevant personnel from Jane Anran's company. They are already on their way, but if they don't show up after 10 minutes, this game will be over and everyone's time will not be wasted."

As soon as Song Si's words fell, there was a burst of dissatisfaction and complaints from the audience.

"What the hell is this Jane Anran doing?"

"If you abstain, say it earlier, it's a waste of time."

The comments on the Internet are also rapidly swiping. Many people have already stood here with Meng Lu, and there are very few people who support JK, but these people look like Internet trolls.

Time passed by, the people waiting here became more and more anxious, and the voice of discussion became louder and louder.

He Zefeng sat there calmly, with a very relaxed expression.

Shen Wan Bai looked towards the entrance frequently, feeling a little anxious in his heart.

"There is one last minute, if they don't show up—"

Song Si glanced at his watch and continued to announce the time, but his words were interrupted.

"Who said we won't come!"

Jane Anran led his team and her design team over from the entrance.

It seems to be calm and composed.

In fact, they have come a long time ago, but they have been hesitating whether to go out, and even thought of many reasons for abstaining from the game.

But whether it was the reporters at the scene or the comments on the Internet, they were all mocking them, and some people even made up the few excuses they thought of.

Things have come to this, it is obviously a bad idea for them to escape at this time.

"I'm coming!"

"It's finally here! I thought they wouldn't dare to come!"

"Hurry up and start! Do you know that everyone's time is precious, what the hell is this Jian Anran company doing?"

"Just admit defeat!"

The comments on the Internet are being brushed up again, and all kinds of ridicules keep appearing.

When Song Si saw them coming, he was not too surprised. He stood in front of the host with a microphone and asked the designers from both sides to come to the front of the design stage.

There are two in this game.

One is to continue the design of the last two unfinished design drafts, and the time is one hour.

Second, play on the spot, according to the current atmosphere, temporarily create a pair of women's clothing design works, the time is two hours.

Meng Lu had already been sitting there, and now everyone's attention was on Jian Anran and her team members.

"Go up, you must behave well to me."

Jian Anran pushed a person from her design team out, and said to him in a low voice with a solemn expression.

"Got it, boss."

That person is not JK, but a fairly good designer.

For this competition, Jian Anran paid a lot of money to invite him to imitate Meng Lu's style.

In this competition, she doesn't need to win, as long as the audience in the audience can't tell the difference from those boring netizens who eat melons.

When this strange-faced designer came to the design stage, there was an uproar.

"Why not JK?"

"Where is JK? Who is he?"

"Just let someone come up? What's the situation?"

"Jane Anran, why are they in such a situation today?"

There was another gust of wind and rainstorm-like discussions on the Internet.

Song Si asked calmly: "Miss Jian Anran, our competition is to prove that those creations are M works, not JK ​​works. What is your intention of letting this gentleman take the stage?"

Jian Anran knew that he would say that, clenched her fists, walked up to the stage calmly, cleared her throat and looked down the stage.