Ning Pingping had been lingering outside Wen Guohua's workplace for two days, yet she still could not muster the courage to go in and find him.
Because Ning Pingping knew very well that if she went to him herself, the last trace of longing he held for her, the last shred of affection between them, might disappear as well.
A man like Wen Guohua dreaded nothing more than murky issues of conduct. Ning Pingping was also a household name; if people started making connections, it would become a huge problem.
"Beep beep beep~ Beep beep beep~"
Ning Pingping's Big Brother rang again. Without even looking, she knew it was a call from the Shanghai company.
Thanks to the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications' major plan this year, dozens of cities across the country had begun trial interconnection of mobile phones at the same time. The city where Wen Guohua worked had mobile coverage as well.
Of course, Pan Xiaoying had initiated this plan. Even if Shanghai had no signal, Wen Guohua's city would still have full bars.
"Hello? Mr. Maisen. I'm already trying to find a way. I know, I know."
Ning Pingping spoke with Mr. Maisen over the phone for a long time. The impatience in her heart was like a mountain wildfire, on the verge of breaking free of restraint.
A few days earlier, Mr. Maisen had informed Ning Pingping that if she could resolve Baolier's current crisis, she could be given the position of deputy general manager, along with increased stock options.
After weighing it over and over, Ning Pingping had still decided to come find Wen Guohua.
It was not that she had not considered asking Li Ye, but Li Ye no longer had any friendship with her. During the Spring Festival, Ning Pingping had thrown