Three days is the estimated time. Because a lot of energy was invested in this project in the early stage, the tender document that Wen Ze was responsible for has been successfully completed.
"Master Chen, I have sent the bidding document to your email address. Please check it."
Beichenxiao always felt at ease when Wenze was doing things. He opened his mailbox and read the tender document carefully. The price was reasonable, the writing style was cautious, and many of his views were unique and refreshing. Regarding some inappropriate things, he raised them with Wenze.
After communicating, the two discussed and made modifications.
After repeated changes and discussions, the tender document was finally finalized and he encrypted it and stored it in his computer.
A few days later is the day when the bid will be opened. Who will get the development rights for this project and who will win the prize? These answers will be revealed one by one on that day.
When Bei Chenxiao left, the lights in Lin Dong's office were still on, and he was still working overtime.
Since Wen Tong resigned, her two major artists Chen Sihan and Xingchen were assigned to his name. With his current experience and smooth handling of things, he quickly arranged their work properly.
Sure enough, when Chen Sihan called Wen Tong, he praised his work ability more than once.
Bei Chenxiao glanced at the closed door, then looked at his watch, walked to the secretary's office and told the secretary on duty, "Buy Lin Dong a snack."
"Yes, President."
When Bei Chenxiao returned home, Wen Tong was doing homework with Ding Ding, and there was a vase of peach blossoms on the coffee table.
It's not the season when peach blossoms are in bloom. I don't know where she got them. There are a few flowers in bloom, and a few others with pink buds waiting to bloom.
"There is progress." Bei Chenxiao sat next to her, put his arm around her shoulders, and did not hesitate to praise him.
It seems that it is right to hire a flower arrangement teacher for her.
"Really?" Wen Tong blinked her big eyes excitedly, "Baby said so too."
Ding Ding put his head over and nodded with a smile, "Dad, we really have the same ideas as heroes."
Beichenxiao rubbed the top of his hair. Good guy, he is bragging. For such a little kid, does he know what the art of flower arrangement is? Most likely, he came here to make his mother happy.
After receiving unanimous praise from the father and son, Wen Tong's confidence suddenly increased and she couldn't help but say boldly, "I must surpass my sister."
"Mom, you're doing better than your aunt, you've already surpassed her." The little guy continued to flatter him, and after he finished speaking, he winked at Beichenxiao.
Beichen Xiao hurriedly agreed, "Yes, this is already a masterpiece."
"Really?" Although Wen Tong looked unsure, she still covered her face with her hands excitedly and said sheepishly: "Oh, I just did it casually."
"Put it in the bedroom. Every morning when you open your eyes, you can see the prosperity." Beichenxiao suggested.
Seeing her so happy, Bei Chenxiao couldn't help but make a small calculation in his heart. He would not flatter her without any reason. He was thinking about her.
Ding Ding finished his homework, and the family of three ate fruit and watched TV. When it was time to rest, Wen Tong sent his son to bed first. When he returned to the bedroom, Bei Chenxiao had already taken a bath. At this time, he was wiping his hair and leaning over to make the bed.
The light was dimmed to dark yellow, and his slender back was casual and lazy, enveloped in a soft halo that gave him a warm and cozy feeling at home.
"I'm going to take a shower." A satisfied smile appeared on her lips, and Wen Tong hung up her coat.
"I've put the water." When he heard the voice, he turned around and was about to hug her. She slid away like a loach and said with a smile, "I'm taking a shower."
Beichen Xiao frowned helplessly, "Then hurry up."
The water temperature was just right, obviously the temperature he had carefully tested.
Wen Tong slid into the large pool and felt the gentle water flowing from all directions, like a mother's embrace, warm and safe.
She comfortably stretched out her hands to make bubbles, watching the white bubbles floating down from the air and falling on the water. She gently flapped the water splashes and listened to the splashing sound of the water.
I couldn't help but close my eyes comfortably.
"Ahem."
Wen Tong soaked for a while, when someone deliberately reminded her outside.
"I'll be fine soon." Wen Tong felt so comfortable that she almost fell asleep. When she heard him cough, she immediately stood up, washed herself dry, wrapped herself in a big bath towel and went out.
Bei Chenxiao stood at the door and saw her coming out. Her hair was wet and stuck to her face and neck. Her dark eyes looked as if they had been washed with water. They were so clear and heartbreaking.
"Idiot, why don't you wipe your hair?"
She chuckled, held her hair that was still dripping, and said, "I forgot."
He directly took a bath towel and covered her head, and then wiped her wet hair evenly with both hands.
"Beichen Xiao."
"Um?"
"Have you ever brushed other women's hair?"
He thought for a moment and then said firmly: "Yes."
Wen Tong immediately felt sour. It turned out that such treatment was not just for her.
Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Beichen Xiao joked, "Someone is jealous."
"No." She pouted as she spoke, obviously full of reluctance.
Beichen Xiao smiled, took away the towel under his hand, and took the hair dryer from the sink, "You are obviously jealous, but you still don't admit it?"
"No, it means no. I won't be jealous of those Yingying Yanyans of yours."
He didn't explain, but the look in his eyes was a little gray, as if he had returned to his youth.
He often came back from school and saw her standing there with wet hair. When she saw him, she said, "Are you hungry? I'll go cook right away."
Once, twice, and three times, he finally couldn't help it and took a towel to wipe her hair. Didn't she know that if she didn't dry her hair after washing it, it would be easy to get a headache if the wind blew it?
After so many years, maybe she had gotten rid of this bad habit, but he would remember it every time he picked up the towel.
The blowpipe made a buzzing sound, and Wen Tong nestled there like a satiated cat. He looked down at her delicate eyebrows and upturned corners of her mouth, as if he was looking at the most pleasing painting in the world.
He couldn't help lowering his head and wanted to kiss her lips, but she suddenly opened her eyes at this moment, blocked it with a small hand, and said warily: "Beichen Xiao, do you want to break the contract?"
Beichen Xiao rubbed his eyebrows, damn the treaty.
Wen Tong blew her hair and snuggled into the bed comfortably. Bei Chenxiao followed her in and stretched out his arms to hug her.
Wen Tong shrank back, "Don't come closer."
"Can't you just give me a hug?"
"no."
"Then a kiss?"
"no."
"Wen Tong, please kill me."
She threw him a pillow and said, "It's a reward for you. You can sleep on it."
Beichen turned over impatiently holding the pillow, his back facing her.
Damn it, sleeping on the same bed and under the same quilt as her, he couldn't see or touch her. Now he was full of irritable elements, and his animal nature would break out anytime and anywhere.
He endured it!
"Hey." Wen Tong looked at his angry back and smiled, "Have you seen my elder brother recently?"