Chapter 380 Mr. Ye Said You Like Ice

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As soon as Qiao Nian entered, he saw Soma coming up.

Su Mo is wearing a silver-gray suit today, and his height of 1.75+ meters is not high in Beijing, but his facial features are straight, his back is always straight, and his spirit is straight.

As soon as he saw Qiao Nian, a shallow smile appeared on his face, and he came over to say hello, "Miss Qiao."

"Yeah." Qiao Nian agreed, and walked towards the elevator: "Go up first."

Su Mo glanced in the direction where Liang Lu was walking, and followed her to the elevator.

Yuan Yongqin's office is on the 16th floor. The decoration style of the office is very similar to that of her office in the headquarters of the city. Both belong to the bright and atmospheric decoration style.

To say how particular about the decoration is not too particular, but the office has good lighting and a good location. All have large floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city.

Su Mo familiarly led her in. As soon as Qiao Nian entered, he walked to the bar: "Miss Qiao, sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll squeeze juice for you."

Probably afraid that Qiao Nian would be bored, he went on to say, "I put all the materials that President Yuan asked you to read on the table on the sofa, you can take a look first."

Qiao Nian has a headache whenever he thinks of orange juice. Seeing his busy back, he can only press the manic depression in his chest and walk to the sofa.

The office is a leather sofa, black style, very simple, good leather.

She saw at a glance the documents that Somo said on the table, there were about seven or eight copies, and they were stacked there in a thick pile.

Qiao Nian walked over and took a random copy, found a corner of the sofa and sat down.

She had just sat down when she heard Soma talking inside.

"Those are the research projects that we want to seek funding from our Chengfeng Group this year. Mr. Yuan means that Miss Qiao, you just need to make a decision."

"Um."

Qiao Nian narrowed his eyes and lowered his eyelashes.

On the white document cover is printed a line of block letters - research on the application value of minimally invasive surgery in neurosurgery.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she didn't expect that the first project she got was a medical-related project.

Just at this time, Su Mo freshly squeezed a glass of orange juice with a juicer. Seeing her leaning on the sofa and looking at the document in her hand intently, the corner of her mouth was lightly raised, and she said, "There are many medical research projects that have asked us to apply for funding this year. I remember there were two or three, and by coincidence, two of them were brain studies."

He is a top student in the finance department and doesn't know much about medicine.

The only judgment was the name on the cover of the document. Soma couldn't remember whether it was two or three project documents with the name of the brain surgery written on it.

He bent down and put the glass in front of Qiao Nian and said with a smile, "Miss Qiao, I added two ice cubes for you. Mr. Yuan said that Mr. Ye, whom she met at your birthday party last time, told her that you She likes to add ice cubes to drinks, and before she left, she told me to remember to add ice to you."

Qiao Nian originally looked at it with no distractions, but when he said this, his attention couldn't help but deviate, and the heat filled his heart again.

She lifted her eyelids, put her long fingers on the document, and her ink-like eyes were wild and dry: "Actually, there is no need to add..."

Halfway through the words, Qiao Nian didn't understand what the hell he was explaining.

But said it all.

She paused for two seconds and became more and more irritable: "I can drink it without ice."

Since Soma saw her in the morning, she had half-squinted her eyes, with a sleepy expression that didn't wake up, as if she was not interested in anything. At this moment, she finally saw the expression on her face except that she didn't wake up, smiled slightly, and joked: "But I prefer ice cream, right?"

Alas, your brother has a low-grade fever today, darlings, make up the remaining three chapters tomorrow morning.

go to bed early, good night