Qiao Nian was in no hurry to leave.
He kept his head down and replied to messages all the way.
He looked calm and composed, as if he was waiting for someone.
When she walked to the side of the road, a black Buick stopped in front of her.
The car door opened, but the person inside did not get out. A pair of sharp eyes stared at Qiao Nian's face, and the air was full of oppression.
"Ms. Qiao, I'm He Congming. Shall we talk?"
The He family had a shady background and lived on the edge of a knife.
He Congming naturally has a murderous aura that is different from ordinary people.
The evil aura around him is quite intimidating. At least the younger people would hide away in fear whenever they saw him and would not dare to provoke him at all.
However, He Congming discovered that the girl in front of him was not scared at all, and even seemed to be showing some nonchalant mockery.
I ignored him the first time.
It was not until she leisurely replied to the message on her phone that she looked away from the phone and glanced at him.
Then he slowly put the phone into his pocket and raised the brim of his baseball cap, revealing a pair of dark and cold eyes, which contained an unfathomable chill, arrogance and viciousness.
He Congming was stunned at first sight.
This girl...
At this moment, Qiao Nian pulled down the brim of his hat to cover his eyes, and asked casually, "What does Patriarch He want to talk to me about?"
He Congming recovered from his initial shock and didn't even realize that his momentum had dropped by three points: "Ahem, then I'll just say it directly."
"Ms. Qiao, what do you want in order to return the goods to us?" He did not ask whether it was Qiao Nian who did it, but directly asked Qiao Nian how to get the goods back. This made him seem more confident and more confident.
After all, if he hadn't found anything, would he dare to come to someone so confidently to ask for the goods
He Congming has been in the business for decades, and no one is more experienced than him in the subject of 'how to talk to people in a more advantageous way'!
Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, the girl standing on the side of the road sneered and asked him in a rather rude manner: "Which batch of goods do you want?"
He Congming already felt that he had the situation under control.
But when Qiao Nian asked a question in return, he felt that the situation had turned back into the opponent's hands again, and he also felt suppressed.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
He Congming didn't like the feeling of being suppressed. His face turned slightly cold, and he stopped pretending. He said bluntly, "That batch of goods is very important to me."
In other words, he had to take the goods back.
Qiao Nian smiled, hummed, and looked up at him. Her eyes were cold and dry, very arrogant: "... go to my grandfather's bed and kneel down to apologize?"
He Congming's expression suddenly changed. He could hardly control his anger and warned in a low voice: "Qiao Nian! Don't forget that Jiang Xianrou is still in my hands."
She was so blatantly humiliating herself, wasn't she afraid of Jiang Xianrou...
Qiao Nian also looked at him, their eyes met, there was only indifference in those eyes, without any emotion: "Since you have investigated me, don't you know that I have a bad relationship with her? You can deal with Jiang Xianrou however you want, but you want me to let the He family go..."
The girl paused for a second.
He pulled the corner of his mouth and raised a wild and cold arc: "Unless time goes back!"
He Congming had never seen anyone with such a strong aura. At this moment, the oppressive feeling from Qiao Nian was even stronger than that from Ji Zinyin.
If we say that Ji Zinyin's strength comes from her proud family background and talent.
Then why does Qiao Nian... why does she speak so confidently? !
(End of this chapter)