Wu Qiaoyun just hung up the phone when Chen Lanzhi walked in and saw Wu Qiaoyun holding her phone, a hint of displeasure flashed across her face.
"Qiaoyun, are you ready? Chairman Wang has been waiting for you quite a while." Chen Lanzhi said.
Wu Qiaoyun looked at Chen Lanzhi and said, "Lanzhi, I'm not going, I'm not feeling well, I can't drink."
"It's okay, if you're not feeling well, I'll tell them, but you absolutely have to attend this meal. Although it's a competition, you understand the inside story. If we don't make them happy, do you think our works could win the championship? The final decision is all in their hands!" Chen Lanzhi persuaded.
"But..." Wu Qiaoyun was still hesitant.
After all, she wasn't the kind of girl who was completely naive, and she understood these kinds of situations well. She knew that if she went to dinner with them, there would inevitably be some indescribable incidents.
She appeared mature and alluring, but she would never sell herself.
