Chapter 583 Say Sorry Now, Is It Too Late?

The genius remembers the address of this site in a second: [new] the fastest update! No ads! Chapter 583 Is it too late to say sorry now? "Either disfigured or ugly???" Ye Wan smiled but said nothing. On the side, Pei Donghan took a meaningful look at Xie Chenmin, "Young man, you will regret your ignorance and indiscretion!" ? ? ? Intuition told him he had said the wrong thing. But Xie Shen Min didn't know where he was wrong. Even if there is a misunderstanding, the misunderstanding is caused by the boss himself. Who made him so mysterious! ! ! Xie Shenmin had a face of "Anyway, the boss doesn't know", and then ran over and grabbed Shi Linfeng's shoulders, and a group of people walked towards the restaurant. When Mr. Wan arrived, in the huge private room, a group of drivers had already had their fill of wine and food, and moved to the side to sing. Beside the dining table, Ye Wan and Pei Donghan were watching the short-track rally video of a certain competition last year. "Ye Wan..." Mr. Wan took out several contracts from his bag and handed them to Ye Wan, "This is an advertising endorsement contract from the merchant." A thick stack of contracts. There are emerging car brands. There are racing clothing, sports equipment and more.

It also includes a men's health supplement.

Boss Wan pulled it back quickly and laughed loudly, "I thought I had already thrown it in the trash."

Flipping through one of them casually, Ye Wan put away the contract and handed it back to Mr. Wan, "I won't accept it."

As if he knew the answer before coming here, there was no trace of disappointment on Mr. Wan's face.

He smiled and put it back in the bag.

Merchants come for the commercial value of W.

However, the commercial value of W is not limited to the top racing driver.

No matter how these contracts are signed, W and Wan Defu will suffer.

It is reasonable not to sign.

However, Ye Wan must be the one who decides.

Even though everyone in Wan Defu thinks that the boss is Mr. Wan, Mr. Wan knows in his heart that Ye Wan is the one who is in charge of Wan Defu.

Wan Defu can last long when Ye Wan is here.

...

After playing until late, she returned to the hotel. As soon as Ye Wan walked in, her phone ding-dong lightly.

Jiang Ke'er: Miss Wan, do you have anything to explain to me? picture.jpg

The attached picture is a moment ago on the stage of the semi-final ceremony, the six people who reached the final drew lots.

Ye Wan: ...

"I'm sorry now, is there still time?"

The message has been read.

The other party did not reply.

A few minutes later, Ye Wan was bombarded with emoticons.

From crying and resentment to spinning and jumping in place, the message Jiang Keer sent again was a long voice of 59 seconds.

Ye Wan clicked on the voice note, and Jiang Ke'er on the other end turned into a screaming chicken in excitement.

After taking a shower and lying on the bed, Ye Wan sent a video request to come over.

On the other side of the screen, Xiao Baozi pursed his mouth and looked aggrieved, "Ye Xiaowan, when are you coming back?"

"A week, okay? Just a week?"

Ye Wan coaxed: "After the game the day after tomorrow, I will go to Sicheng and then return to the imperial capital. I promise."

The little bun fell silent.

Just when Ye Wan was about to comfort the little bun with sugar-coated cannonballs, the little guy said softly: "Ye Xiaowan, you are going to visit your parents in Sicheng, right? Can you bring me a bouquet of red roses? Mom likes red roses the most." Rose!"

In a word, Ye Wan almost burst into tears.

The anniversary of my parents' death is just a week later.

This is also the reason why she is going to Sicheng.

It has been almost a year since I arrived in the imperial capital, Ye Wan thought that Xiao Baozi must have forgotten.

Didn't expect him to know everything.

Knowing that they were bought for her by her most beloved young son, my mother will be very happy.

What about red roses?

Ye Wan smiled and nodded, "Okay."