"If it's inconvenient for you, I'll send someone to pick you up." It sounds very considerate, but the strong sense of superiority in the tone makes people feel disgusted.
Qiao Nian smiled, hiding the coldness in his eyes, and said lightly: "Okay, I'll be there in an hour."
She hung up the phone and decided not to think about the message from the thin waist control girl. She went into the bathroom to take a cold shower, changed into a loose and comfortable long sweatshirt, put on a pair of canvas shoes, went downstairs, said something to Ye Wangchuan, picked up her shoulder bag, and went out first.
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He Lin came along this time.
He booked a private room in the lobby on the first floor of the InterContinental Hotel and also booked the entire restaurant, not allowing any unrelated people to enter.
The Ji family has an extraordinary status in the Independent Continent.
Although their behavior was arrogant and domineering, the people of Independent Continent were accustomed to the Ji family's flamboyant and overbearing style. When they heard the people in the restaurant say that the Ji family had booked the entire restaurant, although the people who came to eat felt uncomfortable, no one dared to challenge the Ji family.
When Qiao Nian arrived, Ji Hongyuan was already sitting in his seat waiting for her.
The old man was wearing coarse linen clothes and seemed aloof, but the tea sets and plates in front of him were all exquisite and rare.
When Qiao Nian saw the purple clay tea set on his desk, and then looked at the old man with white hair and beard, looking like a sage who was out of touch with the world, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, forming a rather dry arc.
"Hello, Miss Qiao, I'm He Lin." He Lin greeted her at the door. Seeing the girl coming over, he hurriedly introduced himself to the girl, and then said, "I contacted you before, in the text message."
Qiao Nian reached out and pulled the brim of his baseball cap, with no expression on his face. He said "hmm", indicating that he understood.
He Lin was a little embarrassed, but he had seen this young lady's coldness and indifference, so he was not surprised.
After all, he had experienced more frustrating things than this more than once, so it was not surprising that Qiao Nian was very cold to him.
He Lin suppressed his awkward expression and politely led the way: "Please follow me."
Qiao Nian followed with his hands in his pockets.
After a while, the two of them walked to the seat by the window.
He Lin's face became serious, and he reported to the old man respectfully: "Sixth Hall Master, the young lady is here."
The old man held the teacup in his hand, then raised his head, glanced at the girl, and said calmly, "Sit down."
Qiao Nian pulled out a chair and didn't waste time with him. The first thing he said after sitting down was: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Ji Hongyuan didn't expect that she would come, but with this attitude.
He thought that Qiao Nianken came here because he definitely wanted to trace his roots and return to the Ji family.
But Qiao Nian’s attitude... doesn’t seem to mean that.
He hesitated for a moment, but said calmly, "I heard that the grading results of your institute have come out. You have been assigned to a Level 3 laboratory?"
"Is that so." Qiao Nian took a glass and poured himself a glass of water. His eyes were unrestrained, nonchalant, and a bit bandit-like.
This was the first time that Ji Hongyuan had seen someone of this age with this kind of temperament. He was like a wolf cub. It was obvious at first glance that he was not the kind of person who was easy to control. He was born rebellious, perverse and difficult to mess with.
He frowned, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but the Ji family needed a capable direct descendant, and Qiao Nian had a talent for black gunpowder and successfully entered the research institute, so he still patiently said: "Your grades should not be just a level 3 laboratory."
(End of this chapter)