Since it's impossible to surpass past achievements, why not focus on planning the interests of your own company?
Thinking of this, Lan Yingjun finally had an appetite: "Alright, I'll take care of it."
Qin Wenrou immediately, dutifully, forked a piece of steak into his mouth, smiling coyly: "Brother Jun, then I'll wait for you to finish the competition and celebrate with you... I'll be waiting for you at the hotel..."
Lan Yingjun's Adam's apple tightened.
If last time at the hotel, after getting drunk, he accidentally did that with Qin Wenrou, he was a bit angry.
Now, after so many days, he actually kind of relished and missed that feeling.
Qin Xin used to not even let him touch her, yet now Qin Wenrou was willing to let him do anything, wouldn't he enjoy such treatment like a man?
"Hm. You book the room, I'll come over by then."
Lan Yingjun was full of vigor.
Unexpectedly, he was looking forward to tomorrow's finals a little.
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President Mansion.
