The interior was so good, it was indeed worth that much money.
Wen Yan said firmly, "I'm sure. I'm about to be promoted, and then I can take on orders. Husband, can you ask your friend to wait? When we've saved enough money, we'll buy this car."
She quickly added, "But, would you think a used car isn't good? We could also go buy a new one."
This was her concern.
"No, I think this one is quite good. He put a lot of effort into the interior back then. To buy a new one now would likely cost double the price."
Wen Yan grinned, "That's good. We'll work hard slowly."
She glanced at the time, "Oh no, I have to work this afternoon. I'm going to be late! Husband, can you take me to the company?"
She had told Qiao Nan that she would resolve this matter this morning.
Qiao Nan had agreed, allowing her to come to work in the afternoon.
"Okay."
Arriving at the company, before getting out of the car, Wen Yan shyly glanced at Leng Xunze, leaned in, and kissed his cheek before hurrying out.
Leng Xunze watched the girl's retreating figure, his fingers gently stroking his lips.
Why did this girl always kiss his cheek? Didn't she know that kissing lips was the best? He then got out of the car, took the president's private elevator to the upper floor, entered the president's office, changed his clothes, and put on his mask.
He had just sat down behind his desk when Zuo An entered.
"Mr. Ye, what you're looking for is about to appear."
The man's eyes suddenly changed, and he looked at him sharply, "Where?"
"According to our investigation, your father's belongings were indeed in the old residential area where Bi Tian Jia Yuan is located. After demolition, everything was moved elsewhere, making it troublesome to find. However, now that we have a precise location, our people finally have a target. We should be able to find it soon," Zuo An said.
"That's not a memento," the man's voice was exceptionally low.
Zuo An's heart sank, realizing he had spoken incorrectly.
His father had been missing for many years, and everyone had almost assumed he was dead. But Leng Xunze firmly believed otherwise.
One of the purposes of his visit here was to find his father's belongings.
Zuo An had already treated them as mementos, but he had inadvertently spoken them out loud. He immediately knelt down, "Mr. Ye, I apologize. I misspoke."
Silence for a long time.
The storm he expected did not come. The man's voice was as cold as a winter night, "You may go."
"Okay."
Zuo An quickly left, breathing a sigh of relief while also feeling a sense of disbelief that Mr. Ye hadn't gotten angry!
Why did he feel that Mr. Ye's temper had become much better since he got married?
Design Department.
In the morning, several designers had been complaining.
"I'm really impressed. How is it that ever since Wen Yan joined our company, one big or small incident after another has been happening? Now she's made me lose face again. My clients don't want to cooperate with me anymore. If I lose such a big order, I will never forgive Wen Yan."
Since the person in question wasn't present, she spoke particularly loudly.
"Me too. Wen Yan has truly ruined our company's image single-handedly."
"I don't think it's that serious..." Yang Qian muttered.
"It's not serious for you, of course," Liu Huanhuan looked at her. "But for these sisters, they were about to finalize collaborations. Now, because of Wen Yan's incident, the clients are unwilling to cooperate. What do you think should be done? Who will bear the loss?"
Yang Qian was a bit speechless, "Collaborations don't always succeed, do they?"
"But because of Wen Yan, I will definitely fail this time," the first designer said immediately.
"Sister..." Yang Qian looked at the plump designer, feeling a bit speechless. Although the designers at Xinghua were all excellent, there were still differences. This sister had been criticized by the director several times for not working hard. Her failure was mostly her own fault, wasn't it?
The argument attracted Qiao Nan's attention.
Qiao Nan went to the office area and reprimanded the speakers. Of course, she could see their dissatisfaction, so she decided to hold a meeting at noon to discuss the matter.
Seeing an opportunity for public discussion, everyone fell silent.
After lunch, everyone gathered in the conference room.
"Director Qiao, I sincerely believe Wen Yan is not suitable for our company. Look, our design department is now in chaos because of her," the plump designer said unhappily. "Today, my client even said that our company's employees have poor character and refused to cooperate with me! You see, what a huge loss this is. And, there are more than one or two people who think like her!"
After speaking, she muttered, "Huanhuan is so kind, she even helped Wen Yan's family. Wen Yan can be so heartless to her own family. She's simply heartless. If Wen Yan had half of Huanhuan's goodness, things wouldn't have turned out like this."
Liu Huanhuan heard this and said softly, "I just felt that aunt was pitiful. She sacrificed so much, only to be bitten back in the end and now she's in this situation."
"Yes, anyone would pity her, except Wen Yan."
Qiao Nan's expression was solemn.
Lin Fang looked at Qiao Nan, then at everyone, and played the role of a peacemaker, "Everyone, please watch what you say. Wen Yan is your colleague, after all. Director Qiao, please don't blame everyone for thinking this way. Look at the uproar online, it has indeed seriously affected the company's image."
"Then I have a question: Who exposed Wen Yan's identity online?"
At this, everyone fell silent.
No one had expected this question.
It was as if, naturally, Wen Yan had been dug up.
But, with Qiao Nan saying this now, everyone's rationality returned. Whoever exposed Wen Yan online could only be someone from within the company, and specifically, from the design department.
This meant that person was among them.
They looked at each other, their expressions varied.
Qiao Nan's stern voice rang out again, "No one is speaking? Have you forgotten the company's regulations? Unity and friendship are always the most important. But you, as Wen Yan's colleagues, wish you could throw Wen Yan out for everyone to scold. When you did this, did you ever consider that it would also affect the company?"
Everyone fell silent.
The plump designer said, "Director Qiao, perhaps it was another department that exposed her?"
"Wen Yan only joined not long ago. Moreover, I saw the trending comment back then, which clearly stated that she herself was a member of Xinghua's design department. Therefore, whoever that person is, I hope they will come forward themselves."
Everyone was silent, waiting for that person to appear.
In fact, everyone was also very curious as to who had done this.
After all, Wen Yan had indeed made a mistake, but exposing her was another matter.
Liu Huanhuan blinked her eyelashes, her face calm.
"No one is admitting it?" Qiao Nan slammed the table suddenly.