"Sister Qiao, you don't care about this at all?" Qin Si was full of dissatisfaction and spoke up for her.
Seeing Qiao Nian so calm, the fire of anger burning in his chest actually cooled down and no longer made him feel so uncomfortable.
The girl stood up and picked up her phone from the table. She looked at him crisply, casually and casually: "Well, I don't care."
Qin Si: …
Bo Jingxing, on the other hand, was more open-minded than Qin Si. His handsome eyes seemed to contain snow. He pushed the frame of his glasses with his hand and smiled at Qiao Nian: "It would be best if Miss Qiao could think it through. In fact, it doesn't really matter which laboratory you enter. Level 3 laboratories are not bad, and they are not completely without resources."
Compared to the level 3 laboratory, Qiao Nian was even worse off in the level 1-2 laboratory.
Bo Jingxing is used to looking at things from the perspective of results.
Although the current result is not satisfactory, it is not the worst.
They still have a chance to turn the tide.
It all depends on how Qiao Nian performs after entering the institute.
Bo Jingxing looked at the girl's unrestrained unbridled expression and felt that his worry was unnecessary. Judging from the boss's daily operations, the First Research Institute might not be enough for her to play with!
"Why do you say that too?" Qin Si was slightly dissatisfied and protested.
Qiao Nian's cell phone rang.
She casually looked down at the caller ID, her dark eyes darkened, and she said to the people in the living room, "I'll go back to my room first."
"Uh, you went up so soon? How about we team up and play a few games. I'll call Zhang Yang and the others..." Qin Si saw the girl's ice-sculpture profile and thought that although Qiao Nian said she didn't care, she was still concerned about being assigned to the Level 3 laboratory, so he took the initiative to suggest playing games together.
Qiao Nian had no intention of playing: "I have something else to do, you guys play."
She said as she walked upstairs.
Ye Wangchuan watched her go upstairs, his eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "I'll bring you a hot cup of milk later."
Qiao Nian seemed to be very busy. He didn't even turn his head and said "hmm" lazily.
In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the corridor on the second floor of the villa.
As soon as she left, Ye Wangchuan walked to the sofa and kicked Qin Si, who was occupying most of the sofa: "Make room."
"Damn." Qin Si was kicked lightly by him, and moved his butt away depressedly, running to the opposite side to sit with Bo Jingxing.
Bo Jingxing usually seemed to have a good temper. He let him take his seat, smiled and raised his eyelids, looking at Ye Wangchuan who was lazily curled up on the independent sofa, and pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Master Wang, do you want to check the First Research Institute? See why Miss Qiao was assigned to the Level 3 laboratory."
“No need.” Ye Wangchuan knew the situation inside the First Research Institute very well. He said calmly, “It’s not surprising that she was assigned to the Level 3 laboratory. She herself had guessed this result. The person in charge of the Level 3 laboratory is her friend. It may not be a bad thing for her to be assigned there.”
Bo Jingxing had met Zhou Zhou once before, but he only knew that Zhou Zhou was from the First Institute, and he was not clear about Zhou Zhou's identity in the First Institute.
He thought Qiao Nian's friends were just ordinary people in the research institute.
Plus, Zhou Zhou is still very young.
He didn't think about the laboratory director.
At this moment, when he heard Ye Wangchuan say that the person in charge of the Level 3 laboratory was Qiao Nian's friend, he didn't know what he was thinking. He was slightly stunned and frowned: "You mean the person we met that day...?"
(End of this chapter)