Chapter 893 Tang Wanru Is Not Feeling Well

"It won't take long to throw a 'trash' at will." The person on the other end of the phone imitated her tone of voice, lazy and lazy: "Wait for me, I'll come in to find you."

Qiao Nian raised his eyelids, looked in the direction of Grandpa Jiang, and said in a low voice, "I'll go over to say hello to Grandpa and the others first, you can come to me directly here."

She has all come in, so it makes no sense to go over and talk to Mr. Jiang and the others.

"Well, okay." Ye Wangchuan's tone was soothing with a smile, not sultry: "I see, I'll go look for you."

Qiao Nian was inexplicably made dry by him, hung up the phone, pressed the brim of his hat again, and walked in the direction of Jiang Zongnan and the others...

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At the same time, there is also a person walking over there.

Slightly faster than her.

The man looks very young, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, tall, wearing only black all over his body, his skin looks very white, and his appearance is unremarkable, but he gives a mysterious aura that makes people pay attention. He couldn't take his eyes off for a moment.

He and Weilou came in front and back, and most people only noticed Weilou, not him.

He didn't care about this either. After he came in, he found a corner and stood for a while, as if he was on the phone. After the call was over, he saw that there was no one else here, and then he walked over with a bag slowly.

"Where's Wanru? Why haven't I seen her since just now?" Mr. Jiang was still talking to Jiang Zongnan.

Speaking of Tang Wanru, Jiang Zongnan's expression was a little embarrassed, and he said embarrassingly: "She is not feeling well, she went outside to rest, and come in later. Dad, are you looking for her? Then I will call her in."

They didn't expect so many people at Qiao Nian's entrance banquet.

As one of the hosts, Tang Wanru should be here to greet guests with him, but she ran away early.

Jiang Zongnan knew why Tang Wanru was 'not feeling well', but he couldn't explain it clearly to Mr. Jiang.

He could guess the reason, how could Mr. Jiang not guess, Jiang Weishang lowered his eyelids slightly, put his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, and stopped him: "Forget it, if she is not feeling well, let her take a rest, anyway, the person who should come It's all here, and you don't need her to say hello, just come in after she rests, Nian Nian's entrance banquet, she must have a meal anyway."

"Well, I'll send her a message later." Jiang Zongnan's face was hot, but he could only answer dryly.

While he was talking, he saw the man walking by out of the corner of his eyes, and suddenly remembered what he forgot to say before: "Dad, Jinan is here."

"Jinan?" Old man Jiang was thinking about why Qiao Nian hadn't come yet. He was shocked when he heard his name, and his reaction was quite big: "How could he come?"

"I don't know." Jiang Zongnan shook his head, looked at the young man walking by, and said in a low voice, "I just wanted to tell you about this, but I forgot to tell you when I was interrupted later."

"People have come this way, what should we do?"

Jinan is a very mysterious person in Beijing. He rarely interacts with people in the circle. Although some of the guests who came today are not familiar with each other, they at least look up and see each other.

But Jinan, he really had no contact with him.

I only know that Ji Nan is young and has a good reputation. Among the younger generation in Beijing, he has extraordinary abilities. Buffett in the stock market is not for nothing. How many people want to win over this person without even seeing each other's face. How can I be here today.