Ye Wangchuan and Qiao Nian both knew that he was just trying to pass the buck, pushing all the mistakes onto the people below him and clearing himself of all responsibility.
Qiao Nian put the jade in his pocket, stood up and said to the two of them, "There's nothing fun here, let's go back."
"I agree. Let's go back!" Qin Si didn't want to hear the club manager talking nonsense, so he agreed without saying a word and took his cell phone to leave.
The manager of Beichen Club was ashamed, as he couldn't figure out the origins of the three people, especially Ye Wangchuan.
He could only wipe the sweat off his forehead and smiled cautiously, "It's our fault for not taking good care of you tonight. How about this, I'll give you all a VIP card."
He asked his men to bring the three VIP cards that had been prepared in advance, walked up to Qiao Nian himself, picked the youngest one and said, "Please accept our apology."
Qiao Nian put his hands in his pockets, only lowered his eyes to glance at the VIP gold card handed to him, then retracted his gaze and said lightly: "No need."
Qin Si sneered and raised his hand to indicate that he didn't want it: "I don't need it either."
The manager of Beichen Club stood there feeling very awkward, and subconsciously looked towards the last person for help.
Ye Wangchuan felt his gaze on him and raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had an aura of authority without even getting angry: "Do you think I would want your card?"
The manager was embarrassed: "I'm very sorry..."
Qiao Nian didn't want to listen to these nonsense, so he walked out first: "I'll go out and get some fresh air first."
"I'll go with Sister Qiao." Qin Si ran out immediately after.
Ye Wangchuan was left behind, and in a blink of an eye, he and the manager were the only ones left in the box.
Ye Wangchuan picked up his coat that was draped over the leather sofa, turned back, and paused for a second beside the manager before leaving: "Go tell Ji Lin that you are going to resign."
"..." The manager of Beichen Club looked up in horror at this oriental man he had never seen before, unable to hide the shock in his heart!
Big, big boss
Ye Wangchuan left without even looking back. *
On the road in front of the club, Qiao Nian was leaning against the door with his hat brim pressed down, looking down at his phone.
Her rare oriental face and outstanding temperament attracted a lot of attention.
But she didn't care.
At this moment, her cell phone dinged and a new text message came in. The number from which the message was sent was very short, only six digits.
Before Qiao Nian came, he had specifically investigated the royal family of M country and knew very well that this was the number length reserved for members of the royal family of M country.
She lowered her eyes and opened it casually.
The other party's words were very polite.
[Hello, Dr. Qiao, we are from the royal family of M. We would like to ask if you can come a day earlier? We will come to the royal family tomorrow. ]
Qiao Nian didn't answer immediately.
She dialed a number and said, "Did you give them my phone number?"
"What?" In Tianchen's villa, Jian Jin had just cooked a bowl of noodles and put it on the table. She held the phone between her shoulders and answered the girl's call. When she heard the girl's voice, her mind was still not thinking: "Who is it for?"
"The royal family of M country sent me a message saying that they hope I would go to treat their sick elder one day in advance." Qiao Nian's voice slowly came through the night, cold and distant.
Jian Jin put down the pot of noodles she had just cooked, walked back to turn off the fire, and frowned as she asked, "Did they send you a message?"
“Fuck!” Before Qiao Nian could answer, she sweared again, “I didn’t reveal your information to them. They must have found it themselves.”
(End of this chapter)