"There aren’t any concerns about the cooperation itself, but ..."
At this point, the man deliberately played coy and paused.
Tan Qiming quickly followed up, "You can speak freely about other concerns."
Fu Chenlie leaned back in the passenger seat and spoke leisurely, "That day President Tan barged into my driver’s lounge at Fu Group without warning, which made worry about his character. I’m concerned that during our cooperation, he might disregard our opinions due to personal desires and do sothing inappropriate that could damage his reputation."
When Wen Ran heard his words, she secretly laughed inside.
On the other end, Tan Qiming’s composed voice ca through, "Mr. Fu is overthinking it. That day was an exception. I was just too eager to et your driver. It was my first impulsive act in over twenty years. Be assured, Mr. Fu, I will not let my personal actions cause any loss to you during our cooperation."
"If President Tan is so keen to et my driver and hand her a business card regardless of the occasion, may I ask if my driver has returned your call?"
Wen Ran couldn’t help but glance at Fu Chenlie.
At that mont, he was also looking at her.
Their gazes t in the air, and the man’s lips curled up slightly, raising his eyebrows at her as if asking—
What are you looking at?
Wen Ran, "..."
She was absolutely speechless. The business card had been thrown into the trash by Fu Chenlie, and the next day, the trash bin in the President’s office at Fu Group had been emptied.
She didn’t even have the number, so how was she supposed to call Tan Qiming?
And he was knowingly asking.
Who did he trust?
While Wen Ran was silently ridiculing this internally, she heard Tan Qiming’s oblivious response, "Not to hide anything from Mr. Fu, Ms. Wen hasn’t called yet. If it’s convenient for you, could you ask her?"
She chuckled.
Forget it, forget it. The conversation between the two n had nothing to do with her.
Right at that mont, the light turned green. Wen Ran stopped paying attention to the phone and drove off.
However, what she least expected was that Fu Chenlie responded to Tan Qiming, "Okay, the driver is right beside driving, I’ll ask her right now."
As he spoke, he turned to Wen Ran, "Driver Wen, didn’t President Tan give you a business card last ti? He asked to check why you haven’t called him back after such a long ti?"
Wen Ran, "..."
Fu Chenlie, you’re really playing gas!
She gave him a look that said, ’you already know,’ and gritted her teeth to reply, "I accidentally lost the card."
"Is that so? Then, after finding the card, do you plan to call President Tan?"
"..."
That was the question Fu Chenlie himself wanted to ask, wasn’t it?!
She pursed her lips and replied lightly, "I won’t."
He looked at her with interest and asked, "Why not? President Tan is a talented young man, and if you got together with him, you wouldn’t need to work as a driver at Fu Group anymore. Even staying at ho as a full-ti wife, I trust President Tan would not let you lack for anything."
As he spoke, the man also ambiguously said into the phone, "Isn’t that right, President Tan?"
"Mr. Fu is going off-topic, Ms. Wen and I are just acquaintances, we’re not talking about sothing that far off yet."
Hearing Tan Qiming say that, Wen Ran on the driver’s seat finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But it was just a breadth, because the next second, she heard Tan Qiming, oblivious to danger, ask Fu Chenlie, "If it’s convenient, could you give Ms. Wen’s mobile number?"
"Oh, is President Tan taking the initiative?"
"I’d like to invite Ms. Wen to dinner."
Fu Chenlie’s gaze suddenly turned cold, and his tone also beca serious as he asked, "Fu Group is investing in Huasheng Technology, I give President Tan the contact details for Driver Wen, if you can only choose one of these two options, President Tan, which will you choose?"
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