Chapter 4269 Sister Nian: They Are on the Plane on the 8th

Chapter 4269 Sister Nian: They are on the plane on the 8th

Even if there was a quarrel, Yuan Yongqin gave enough face and shouted: "Su Mo, take the people from APE to the hotel."

"good."

Su Mo was in his thirties, wearing a neat black suit, so elegant and conspicuous.

He turned around and said to the two people in APE: "Boss Yuan has booked a hotel for the two of you to stay at, and I'll ask the driver to take the two of you there."

Su Mo had a knack for making people feel comfortable, with an impeccable smile on his face, as if the two of them had never had a fierce dispute before.

APE and APE knew that they were in Yuan Yongqin's territory, so they didn't dare to lose face too much, so they nodded and agreed.

Su Mo led the way.

The two then left the conference room.

Tao Leyi was a little uneasy: "Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Yongqin put his hand on her shoulder and patted it lightly, stretched his brows, and said to her gently, "Don't worry, we will take care of the rest."

Tao Leyi settled down and nodded heavily: "Thank you, Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Yongqin patted her twice again, silently calming her emotions, then told the head of the design department, and went back to the office first.

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independent continent.

Qiao Nian was busy until eight o'clock in the evening. After dinner, he chatted a few words about the raw materials with Master Cheng who called.

When she got out of the shower and looked at the bright moon outside, she remembered that Yuan Yongqin had called her in the afternoon, and she said she would call back at night.

Fortunately, there is a time difference between Independence Island and Beijing.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning on Independence Island, and it was just getting dark in Beijing.

Qiao Nian was wearing a bathrobe, her hair was still wet on her shoulders, her open neckline revealed a swan neck, she was handsome and rebellious.

She picked up the phone and went to the sofa to sit down with her legs dangling. She found Yuan Yongqin's number and dialed it back.

The phone rang twice and then picked up.

Qiao Nian didn't know what was going on outside, so she said briskly, "Aunt Yuan, what are you looking for this afternoon?"

Yuan Yongqin said in no hurry: "Are you done?"

"Just finished."

Qiao Nian took the Coke from the table, was about to pull the tab, and remembered what someone had been whispering in her ear for the past two days, so she picked up her phone and got up to get a cup of warm water, and sat back down again.

"Aunt Yuan, just tell me the truth."

Yuan Yongqin was no longer coy: "Actually, there was a small incident, and it happened like this..."

Yuan Yongqin told her about the things Tao Leyi encountered, including the people from APE who came to her today, and she also told Qiao Nian about it.

Qiao Nian was drinking water with a glass in his hand, but when he heard behind him, he put the water glass on the table, his eyes gradually became sharper.

"The Nie family?"

Yuan Yongqin smiled wryly: "Yes, it's such a coincidence. APE told me that Tao Leyi's work collided with the Nie family's work in country m. I was surprised at the time and thought they were joking. It turned out that it was really them, APE meant to say They submitted their work two days before us."

Qiao Nian had seen Tao Leyi's works, which were extremely handcrafted and culturally inherited from his ancestors, so how could he bump into someone.

She immediately asked Yuan Yongqin: "Aunt Yuan, what date did you send the email?"

"Number 10." After Yuan Yongqin finished speaking, he asked her again: "Is there a problem with the time?"

Qiao Nian raised the corners of her mouth and smiled dryly. The smile didn't reach her eyes, but soon faded away. She said softly to Yuan Yongqin, "On the 8th, they are still in Independence Island and are preparing to go back."

Yuan Yongqin still didn't understand.

Qiao Nian licked his dry mouth, stood up and walked to the open-air balcony. Seeing the night outside, he calmed down a little, and said to Yuan Yongqin, "They are on the plane going back, how can they have time to submit their works?"