Seeing Qiao Jin's reply, Song Yanqing felt more confident.
When he saw that soft and cute profile picture, he couldn't imagine that girl typing this sentence on the phone with a calm face, and he suddenly felt amused.
Just a simple thank you is too utilitarian. After all, Qiao Jin has not received any benefits from the Song family so far, so it is a waste of help.
He thought for a moment and typed again.
His typing speed is actually not fast. Generally speaking, work problems are notified by phone.
Wechat conversations are also handled by the assistant, and it is also Qiao Jin, so it is impossible for him to hand over to the assistant to talk to the other party.
Song Yanqing: Thank you for letting me know, has Miss Qiao eaten yet
Joe paused.
Song Yanqing was very polite, but the latter sentence seemed weird no matter how you looked at it.
Qiao Jin sighed, that still has to be dealt with, after all, business dealings.
It’s Xiaojinjin: I ate it, the school cafeteria
Song Yanqing: Oh? I thought you would choose to eat off-campus.
Qiao Jin looks like a tall man who doesn't know how to eat cafeterias.
It’s Xiaojinjin: No money.
Qiao Jin didn't have much money, mainly because Qiao Fei thought that Qiao Jin should still have money, so she didn't give her pocket money, and she ate at home.
What Qiao Jin earns is the death anger of others, and he doesn't have much money left.
Of course, choose the canteen.
She was too lazy to tell Qiao Fei that she had no money.
Asking Fei Fei for money, she always felt that it was not appropriate, and she couldn't bear this face.
Song Yanqing: "..."
It was the first time he had been choked.
Qiao Jin is the daughter of the Mu family, so it stands to reason that there is no such thing as having no money.
Mu Zhenming treated his adopted daughter so harshly
Song Yanqing thought about it for a while, then slowly poked the screen again.
Song Yanqing: Ms. Qiao has helped me a lot without receiving remuneration. I don't think it's appropriate. Could you tell me your card number
It’s Xiao Jinjin: You’ve already paid, don’t pay, it’s not good for me to take more.
It’s Xiaojinjin: Mr. Song, I’m in class, let’s talk next time.
"..."
The man with perfect brow bone and skin was a little thoughtful at this moment, his eyes looked back and forth on the mobile phone chat content several times, and a slight smile suddenly overflowed from the corner of his lips.
He has met many people who tried their best to curry favor with him, but this is the first time he has met someone who simply said that he did not want to talk to him.
Of course, maybe this is why Qiao Jin has such a mysterious ability.
Although her father was still a little wary of Qiao Jin because of some things she had seen, Song Yanqing felt that she was trustworthy enough.
In his other world, Qiao Jin is the only light.
There is a reason.
When it comes to money, Qiao Jin suddenly remembered that it is impossible to have no money.
The world needs money to eat.
She was too embarrassed to ask for it from Qiao Fei, since such a big person can make money with his skills.
What is her skill
Oh, it seems that we still have to embark on the road of fortune-telling.
After all, only fortune-telling is the only way to get back the money quickly.
But where to go for fortune-telling, there must always be a suitable place.
In Qiao Jin's memory, the word "online shop" appeared.
These days, even feudal superstitions can be relied on for survival. The Internet is a big dye vat, and there are countless online stores for horoscope fortune-telling and tarot card divination. Qiao Jin’s previous memories have been on the Internet. Memories of being deceived by Tarot divination.
After spending 500 yuan, I got a sentence—you will become the king's woman in the future.
hehe.