Chapter 902 The Boss's Handwriting, Guess It Is One Hundred Million

The female teacher seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and insisted: "There is no requirement that you must be a freshman or above to participate in the competition. Qiao Nian has been admitted to Qing University and is a student of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Since she is a student of our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. , We have this quota, what are we willing to do to her. Those people can't control it! I think Qiao Nianxing is better than no one. "

"..."

This idea was so crazy, Shen Yugui didn't answer her right away, he struggled for a moment, found his phone and said, "Don't worry, I'll call Mr. Huang and ask him what he means, if he thinks Qiao Nianxing, we'll talk Discuss. And this matter still needs to ask Qiao Nian's own wishes. "

It's not something they can decide in private.

What if Qiao Nian goes to participate, and it also involves the reputation of other students, what should I do if the car rolls over?

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Imperial Palace.

A school entrance banquet did not end until 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

Most of the guests were sent away.

Only some people who had a very good relationship with Qiao Nian or Ye Wuchuan remained.

Mr. Jiang was very happy today. He drank a lot of wine. He was already a little drunk, but he was in good spirits. It could be seen that he was in a particularly good mood.

Jiang Zongnan accompanied him by his side, taking care of him by the way, lest he would have an accident at his age.

Tang Wanru was also by her side, but compared to Old Man Jiang's obvious joy, Jiang Zongnan was quite happy even if he wasn't as happy as Old Man Jiang, and her expression could only be described as holding on.

Most people are gone.

Qiao Nian was almost ready to leave.

She didn't sleep well last night, and she ate this meal for another three or four hours at noon. She couldn't help but want to sleep.

She walked over, walked to Mr. Jiang, and pursed the corners of her mouth when she saw the old man whose face was flushed and obviously drunk.

He took out a transparent glass bottle from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Zongnan, who was on the side, and said in a low voice, "Second uncle, this is the health medicine I bought for grandpa. Please wait for grandpa to wake up and give it to him."

Gu San, Ye Wuchuan, and a large group of people followed behind her.

Gu San looked at the familiar glass bottle, and then saw that there were at least twenty pills in it. He quickly raised his head to look at Qiao Nian, gave him a complicated look, was silent for a moment, and then silently lowered his head and said to himself.

Miss Joe is rich!

Miss Joe is rich!

Don't guess the boss's handwriting, guess it is 100 million!

Jiang Zongnan poured a cup of tea for Mr. Jiang. Seeing that Mr. Jiang really drank too much, he had no choice but to take the glass bottle handed over by Qiao Nian first.

When he saw it, it was a transparent bottle again, and there was no label on it, nor the production date or anything. He paused, raised his eyes, and seemed to be hesitant to speak: "Nian Nian, what kind of medicine is this? I heard from your grandfather that the effect of taking it is good. He has been in better health recently. You can just tell me the name of the medicine. Next time I go to buy it, you will save money. You are a little girl, and we have not given you any money. Let you often buy things for your grandpa..."

Tang Wanru also saw the transparent glass bottle in Jiang Zongnan's hand, which contained a few pills, she looked back coldly, a sneering expression crossed her face, and she concealed it well, and quickly hid in the indifference. under.

It's just a three-nothing product. It cost a lot of money. As for taking it out and talking about it?

Don't think she doesn't know, the old man usually pays Qiao Nian a lot of money. When he recognized his relatives, Jiang Zongnan also gave Qiao Nian a black card from Citibank, which is 5 million less.