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Peng coughed and said, "we're here to see if there's anything we can do for you."

Wen Tiantian knows that they are for their own good and shakes her head.

"No more."

Old Zhang said: "girl, did you misunderstand something?"

Wen Tiantian looks at him suspiciously.

"Girl, I don't mean we're here to help you."

Said, old Zhang took out a business card from his pocket, handed it to Wen Tiantian, and said, "do you remember my silly son?"

Wen Tiantian was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "well, Mr. Zhang."

"He said that recently there are several projects, and I want to cooperate with you. This time I come here to help run errands."

"Old Zhang..."

It's sweet and sweet.

Now the M.I. group can't survive, though working with others may bring the company back to life.

However, such cooperation is also dangerous. If it succeeds, it will be good for both sides, but if it fails carelessly, it will involve Zhang's company.

As soon as Zhang looked at Wen Tiantian's appearance, he guessed what she was thinking.

He waved his hand and said, "my son has said that no one is more suitable for this project than you."

Wen Tiantian listens, in the heart is more puzzled.

Peng, who was standing on the side, nodded and stroked his beard.

"Yes, you'll see."

Finish saying, pass a plan to Wen Tiantian.

"This is a joint project between the antique industry and several companies. If you look at the whole capital, who can be better than you

Wen Tiantian takes a look in surprise.

This is a one-way service for antiques and cultural relics. The scale of the project is huge, ranging from auction and exhibition to external publicity around the cultural relics. It has swept across the country and even overseas in the later stage.

"At that time, 80% of the museums in China will also participate in this activity. It will be the biggest event in the history of the antique industry."

"It's really a big project."

This kind of activity has never been heard before. If you think about it, you can see the business opportunities.

She turned the document to the end and saw that the sponsor on the last page had written a few big words on the M.I. group.

The font is vigorous and powerful. With a stroke, Wen Tiantian can recognize it at a glance. This is Peng Lao's handwriting.

Wen Tiantian looks up at Peng in surprise.

"How can such a big project fall on me?"

"This is decided by all of us after discussion. It is obvious to all that which company has the most strength."

With that, his expression was a little uncomfortable, and pushed the document in his hand to wentiantian's hand.

One side of the way: "a word, answer or not?"

Wentiantian was pushed almost unsteadily by him. She looked at Peng and Zhang in front of her and nodded heavily.

"Pick it up!"

"Good!" Mr. Peng called out and said, "this project will be held in three months' time. You should prepare well and don't let me down!"

Wen Tiantian bent down slightly and said gratefully, "yes, Mr. Peng, please rest assured."

Peng nodded with satisfaction.

One side of the old Zhang also want to talk, but don't Peng LaoLa for a while.

"Go, don't disturb the girl's work."

Old Zhang frowned, some dissatisfied, but turned to see the tired appearance of wentiantian, and finally did not refute, can only follow him to leave.

"Girl, even if work is important, you should have a good rest and not be tired out."

They walked out of the company and stood at the door.

Old Zhang was still a little worried. He turned his head and looked behind him and sighed.

"Now only a girl is left. I don't know how long she can persist."

"To come back means to insist Peng returned.

Old Zhang pursed his mouth and frowned.

"Do you really think Ji Jingchen is still alive?"

Mr. Peng did not speak, but walked forward with his feet raised.

While walking, he said, "all we can do is support the girl."

Mr. Zhang followed, remembering the document that Mr. Peng had just taken out, he couldn't help but curl his mouth.

"Since you've got in touch with the museum, why don't you tell me? Two days ago, I saw you busy meeting with museum directors. I was persuading them to let the girl preside over it? "

Peng listened to his words, but did not open his mouth, just went straight ahead.

Old Zhang was unwilling to catch up.

"Next time, don't leave me alone. I'll take half of the girl's business."

Peng frowned and glared at him.

"I remember you just received a snuff bottle with a missing corner. Do you want to repair it?"As soon as Mr. Zhang heard this, he immediately closed his mouth and led Mr. Peng to the front.

"Go, go, go, you said, my tools have been ready for you."

With that, they got on the car and left noisily.

In the afternoon, after manager Yang and Zhong Li come back, Wen Tiantian shows them the information they just got.

Manager Yang was overjoyed when he heard of such a project.

"Great! With this project, the company won't have to worry about it in the future! "

Shaking the information in his hand, he said excitedly: "generally speaking, this kind of project will be supported by the government, and it will be guaranteed that it will not lose. This kind of quota is almost broken. How did you get it, Miss Wen?"

Wen Tiantian remembers what Mr. Peng and Mr. Zhang said before, and her mouth slowly shows a small arc.

"It was sent by some masters I know."

Finish saying, Wen Tiantian slightly folds eyebrow, way: "only 3 months time, can finish?"

Zhong Li pondered for a moment, thinking quickly, deliberating: "if you seize the time, you should be able to complete it."

Wen Tiantian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, from today on, we will shift our focus to this partner."

She looked up at the man sitting in the office at the moment.

"There are not enough staff at present. Some new employees will be recruited tomorrow." With that, Wen Tiantian changed her tone and became serious.

"However, if someone who left the group before comes back to apply..."

"They want to come? I won't let them have this chance! "

Manager Yang slapped on the table with a slap, and said bluntly.

Wen Tiantian nodded.

"Well, you all go down and work."

People gradually dispersed, wentiantian looked down at the information for a while, and so on raised his head, but found that the clock is still standing on one side.

"Is there anything else?"

Clock from hesitated for a second, and finally nodded.

"General manager Ji had a piece of land in the center of the city, which had been abandoned."

With that, he put a document in front of Wen Tiantian. "Now the company is short of funds. If it can be sold, it can be eased."

Wentiantian took over, just saw the photo on the information, the body suddenly froze, the corners of the mouth pursed up.