Wen Wan arrived at the company, she found a red rose on her desk, which made her turn her head around in confusion.
"Who sent this?" Wen Wan asked Wu Yue.
"Don't know, it was already there when I came." Wu Yue squeezed her eyes ambiguously at Wen Wan, "Could it be… the vice president sent it?"
Wen Wan frowned subconsciously, "I told you, there's nothing between the vice president and me! Besides, a vice president of a company, a significant figure, only sending a rose? Isn't that a bit shabby?"
"Now, everyone in the company is saying that the scholarship abroad must be yours." Wu Yue whispered her gossip.
Wen Wan furrowed her brow, shrugged, and didn't want to explain any further. It seemed that even if she won this opportunity on her merits, others might not believe it. So why not strive for it?