I can copy the three thousand avenues

In order to watch Wen Lan's live interview, Xie Yansheng turned down a very important press conference.

After the live broadcast ended, Xie Yansheng stared at the empty projector with a sense of unsatisfaction.

Picking up the phone, he found that all the contact information of Wen Lan had been blocked by him.

The shadow of Wen Lan lingered in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Soon, all his rationality surrendered to desire.

He raised his finger lightly, released Wen Lan from the blacklist, and dialed the familiar number.

Three times in a row, no one answered.

I just finished the interview, and the studio in Lincheng will open tomorrow. Maybe he is busy.

He comforted himself.

The phone suddenly rang, and he pressed the answer button without even looking at it.

"Mr. Xie, I have checked Jiang Jingci's schedule for today and tomorrow. He will go to Beijing at 3 pm and has no plan to go to Lincheng." Shao Tian's respectful voice came.

Xie Yansheng said "Oh" and asked again: "Is his game company just for fun, or is he trying to compete with 'Feast' for the market?"

"In my opinion--" Shao Tian was stunned for a moment, and said carefully, "The investment of 90 million does not seem to be a joke. Jiang Jingci has already bought the entire 'Jinding' building in the center of Jiangcheng City as the base camp of 'Yuansheng' Digital Company, and is now spending a huge amount of money to recruit people to set up a game team. He is going to Beijing this time, most likely to go to several major game companies to poach people."

"Got it." Xie Yansheng put down his phone, got up and made a pot of strong coffee for himself, and drank it slowly.

In everyone's eyes, Jiang Jingci is low-key and introverted. If he has ten yuan, he will put eight yuan in his pocket and only show two yuan to others. But now he is spending 90 million to invest in a field he has never been involved in!

Xie Yansheng laughed out loud as he thought about it.

In the past, there was Shen Yi, and now there is Jiang Jingci. Both of them have devoted themselves to the booming game industry he is doing because of Wen Lan.

They probably all thought that they could beat him up in the game industry in the near future with their own abilities.

Haha, with Xie Yansheng's years of experience in the digital world, he could only say "dream" to them!

Jiang Jingci changed his usual cautiousness and made such a large investment, in the final analysis, to avenge him and Wen Lan for that night at Meicheng Hotel.

Since Jiang Jingci didn't do a good business and had to compete with him for food, then he would make Jiang Jingci's money come and go!

The unsweetened coffee slowly flowed into his lungs. Xie Yansheng could already imagine the scene of himself and Jiang Jingci and Shen Yi fighting to the death in the near future.

Lincheng.

All the employees of tt women's high-end studio were busy until nine o'clock in the evening before they had dinner.

The ten newly recruited employees went back to their homes after get off work, and only Wen Lan and five others lived on the third floor.

The chef was a middle-aged woman with quick hands and feet. She had prepared dinner long ago. When they went upstairs, she heated up all the food before serving it to the table.

Zhou Qiao did not rush back to the hotel. She ate and talked with everyone about the opening tomorrow.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Zhou Qiao left.

Wen Lan was very tired after a day of hard work. She took a shower and went to bed.

She picked up her phone and found Xie Yansheng's missed call. She checked the time and it was half past nine in the morning.

At that time, she was cooperating with the magazine to do an interview.

She was very curious. Xie Yansheng had obviously put her on the blacklist. When did he release her?

She turned off the desk lamp, closed her eyes, and her hands fell on her relatively flat belly, but her heart drifted to Xie Yansheng...

If this child appeared before she and Xie Yansheng divorced, would her marriage with Xie Yansheng continue?

Thinking about it, she fell asleep.

The next day was the opening day of the women's clothing studio. Before eight o'clock, all the employees were there.

Although it was in Lincheng, many of Zhou Qiao's partners in Jiangcheng also came to support the event, and those who did not come also sent various gifts.

Wen Lan saw Jiang Jingci's name in the rows of flower baskets at the door.

Jiang Jingci and Zhou Qiao had a deep friendship, and he would naturally express his gratitude when Zhou Qiao's studio opened.

Wen Lan and Jiang Jingci have now completely broken up, and she thought that after Jiang Jingci accepted the card, she would block his contact information and never contact him again.

A few days ago, Zhou Qiao had used money to get through several influential media in Lincheng, and they came early.

The studio was full of flowers inside and outside, and Wen Lan and Zhou Qiao greeted friends and customers who came to support the event.

tt has a good reputation in the top high-end custom circles in Jiangcheng, and it has attracted many upper-class socialites and ladies since its opening in Lincheng.

There was a big card discount event in the first week of opening. From 9 am to 8 pm every day, there were always people in the several independent reception rooms on the first floor.

Zhou Qiao only stayed in Lincheng for three days before returning to Jiangcheng with peace of mind.

Wen Lan put down her design work and put all her energy into exploring and maintaining high-quality customers. She would also have dinner with the media with whom she had a cooperative relationship every half a month.

In just one month, Wen Lan led everyone to work from dawn to dusk. TT had the first batch of fans in Lincheng and also had a place in the women's high-end circle.

Every time there was an event in the fashion circle of Lincheng, Wen Lan would be listed as a guest of honor.

In the sixth week of Lincheng, Wen Lan took time to go to the "Anbeiqin" Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital for a prenatal check-up.

She only went to Fang Yulian for a color ultrasound when she was sure whether she was pregnant.

The color ultrasound report showed that the fetus was normal, and she did not do any subsequent examinations.

According to her calculation, the baby is now about fifteen weeks old.

This was her first prenatal checkup in the true sense. She came to "Anbeiqin" early with an empty stomach to register and queue up.

Then she took the examination form given by the doctor and did each examination in an orderly manner.

After entering the color Doppler ultrasound room, Wen Lan saw two female doctors.

One was responsible for inputting and recording at the computer, and the other female doctor was responsible for operating the color Doppler ultrasound machine.

Wen Lan prepared four red envelopes of 500 yuan yesterday, took out two from her handbag, and took the initiative to put them in the hands of the two doctors.

"Ah, what do you mean by this?"

"No way! If people know about it, we will be fired!" The two doctors hurriedly declined.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to know the specific situation of the baby's development." Wen Lan hurriedly explained, "Other hospitals give a list, I want to know more details."

In fact, what Wen Lan wanted to know was the gender of the baby.

Seeing that the two doctors were still indifferent, Wen Lan stuffed the red envelope directly into the top drawer of the computer desk.

The two doctors understood and said nothing more.

Wen Lan lay down and lifted the hem of her shirt.

The doctor first applied a liquid to Wen Lan's lower abdomen, then put the color Doppler ultrasound probe on it, turned it around for a while and said, "Your baby is moving quite well now. It is 9.2 cm long, its internal organs and muscles are basically developed, and its fingers and toes have grown out."

Wen Lan's eyes immediately turned red when she heard this.

She leaned forward and cast her eyes on the moving "little bean sprout" on the screen, feeling unprecedented joy and relief.

"Go back and prepare some beautiful little skirts!" The doctor's voice was very low.