After giving Mei Ping a harsh dressing-down, Miss Wang suddenly lost all spirit again and lay dejectedly across the table. "I remember when you came to No. 27 to pick me up for dinner on Yellow River Road. You told me Mei Ping was scheming and said you were doing it for my own good, but I was so impatient that I didn't take it in. Thinking about it now, I was such an idiot."
After hearing Miss Wang explain the whole story, Wang Yan could not help but laugh. Earlier, when she had not been wearing the pearl earrings A Bao had given her, Wang Yan had assumed she had already turned them in. But she had actually forgotten about them and left them in her office desk drawer. After rummaging through it every day, she had found them. She was always rushing about, so it had slipped her mind.
As a result, things returned to their original course. At this point, Linghong had no choice but to produce the purchase order. It was no longer a matter of whether Wang Yan wanted her to or not. If Linghong did not produce it, then those pearl earrings would be priced at twenty-six thousand. Twenty-six thousand in 1993. A disciplinary penalty would be the least of Miss Wang's worries—she might even go to prison. The nature of it was entirely different.
"You said that yourself. I didn't say, 'See? What did I tell you?'"
"Aren't you saying it now? And you're laughing?"
"I can't exactly cry. I'll call Lingzi and the others and make sure Linghong finds that purchase order. Otherwise, this won't be a small matter for you."
Wang Yan smiled as he picked up the Big Brother and called Night Tokyo, explaining the seriousness of the situation.
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