Chapter 766: Either the Signal Is Bad or I Don't Want to Answer

Qiao Nian looked at the incoming calls flashing on the phone, lowered his eyelids, and hung up for him very ruthlessly.

At first glance, Qin Si's character is not the kind of person who gives up easily. If he fails to get through once, he calls again immediately.

Qiao Nian ruthlessly cut off again.

After pressing.

Qin Si's WeChat was sent over.

[Sister Qiao, your signal is not good over there? Just got out of the airport? 】

Qiao Nian bent his legs and stood in an unorthodox posture. He read his news with his eyelashes hanging loosely. Before he read it, he heard Chen Zhu's dry voice.

She lifted her eyelids, and Hei Tong saw the face of the woman who was working on the USB flash drive projected on the projector operated by Liao Xu.

Raised eyebrows, very dry.

It doesn't seem surprising, but I don't care either.

She glanced at it and lowered her head again, her eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone, and her white fingertips pressed the keyboard.

[QN: No, it is inconvenient to pick up. 】

Qin Sihui's news has been flying fast, and sure enough, the news will come in the next second.

【? ? ? ? 】

A series of question marks seem to be saying, if your signal is not bad, hang up the phone.

Qiao Nian narrowed his eyes and turned back to him.

[QN: Something happened. 】

[Christmas is coming, do you want to celebrate with your brothers in Beijing? If you come, I'll call Zhang Yang and the others, let's play together and have some fun. 】

Christmas?

Qiao Nian was inexplicably cued by these three words, and lost his mind for a moment, remembering that someone had made an appointment with her in advance and said that he would invite her to dinner that day.

When he came back to his senses, he simply refused Qin Si's invitation.

[QN: No, there is an appointment. 】

She had just finished replying to Qin Si's message, and Ye Lan's message was sent again. Like Qin Si, it was a message about inviting her to dinner.

[Nian Nian, I heard from my stinky boy that you are in Beijing, just in time for the festival, do you have time to have a meal together? 】

Her reply to Qin Si's news was quite casual, but Ye Lan's news was more polite and polite, and she declined Ye Lan's invitation.

Ye Lan didn't say anything, just kept her busy, regretting that she would make another appointment next time.

In addition to Ye Lan, Shen Qingqing also sent her a message, Qiao Nian opened it and looked at it, originally thinking it was a class issue or a problem.

The result has something to do with Qiao Yan.

Shen Qingqing said that during the more than half a month that she asked for leave, Qiao Yan had been very happy. It seemed that she had been apprenticed by an internationally renowned piano master, and she was in the limelight for a while.

Qiao Nian wasn't interested in these things. He glanced at it and put away his mobile phone, and said to the man who was still dealing with the thief, "You guys take it slow, and I'll go and give Master Cheng acupuncture."

Ye Wuchuan saw that she was leaving, and stopped her warmly: "Wait a minute."

Qiao Nian was very impatient to participate in this kind of thing, but he stopped, frowned, and watched him walk back to his seat in the conference room.

Take a bag from there.

Ye Wuchuan took out a red scarf from the bag, walked in front of her, lowered his head slightly, wrapped the scarf around the girl quite naturally, and tightly wrapped the girl's porcelain-white face, he took a step back, With a smile in his eyes, he said, "It's cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Several pairs of eyes fell on her, Qiao Nian didn't say a word, she pulled the scarf around her neck with her slender hands, pursed her lips, and said in a cool voice, "Let's go."

"Go, I'll go find you later." Ye Wuchuan glanced at her and smiled, but his expression was too provocative.

Wait for Joe Nian to leave.

He just turned around lazily, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole body revealed a noble aura, just like your son, he casually turned around the Buddha beads on his wrist, but the end of his eyes filled with a heart-pounding aura. A touch of red.

"Go, call Zhou Wei over."

A faint sentence, wrapped in a thousand weight.