Qiao Nian was walking behind and reading the WeChat message sent by Chenchen on his phone.
[Sister, I prepared a birthday present for you, remember to sign for it~(*?▽?*)]
Qiao Nian half lowered her eyes, wondering what mysterious gift the little guy had prepared for her, when she heard Bo Jingxing and Ye Wangchuan mention her request for leave.
"I'll talk to the principal about that tomorrow." Qiao Nian interrupted.
Bo Jingxing and Ye Wangchuan both stopped and looked back at her.
Ye Wangchuan raised the corners of his mouth nonchalantly and asked first: "Are you going to school tomorrow?"
Qiao Nian walked past them and walked to the front of the car: "Well, go check on them."
She paused and said, "Please take a few more days off."
Bo Jingxing looked surprised: "You still want to ask for leave? I don't think Mr. Huang will agree."
Qiao Nian didn't care. His eyebrows were shrouded in indifference, and his black eyes were clear and bright: "I have a compelling reason."
Ye Wangchuan knew why she had no choice. He walked behind her with his long legs and stretched out his hand to open the car door for the girl. Then he said to Bo Jingxing, who was frowning slightly, "Okay, don't stand on the roadside and talk. Let's go back first."
Qin Si was a smart person, he immediately inserted himself in between the three people to smooth things over: "That's right, why are you talking about this. Sister Qiao just came back, let's talk about what to eat first."
He raised his hand with a smile: "I suggest going to Lanting."
Gu San walked around to the front driver's seat, opened the door but didn't get in. He turned around and asked Ye Wangchuan's opinion seriously, "Master Wang, are we going to Lanting?"
Ye Wangchuan turned his head and looked at the girl: "Are you going? Let me see you."
Qiao Nian reached out and pulled down her cap, covering her beautiful eyes and eyebrows: "I'm fine with anything."
Qin Si heard it and made the decision immediately: "Then we'll go to Lanting! I'll call and reserve a seat." He hurriedly took out his phone and said to Qiao Nian: "Sister Qiao, you haven't been home for a long time. We all miss you so much. How about I call them all over? It's rare for you to come back to Beijing, so let them come out to welcome us. It will be more lively with more people."
He was talking about a group of people in the small group with whom they got along well.
Tang Ning and Zhang Yang had both mentioned to him today that they wanted to come and welcome Qiao Nian, but Qin Si didn't give them a clear answer before asking the boss for his opinion, and only said that it depends on the situation.
It's already past nine o'clock.
Seeing that Mr. Ye and Mr. Jiang were not here at this time, he thought of calling Tang Ning and the others over so that it would be more fun with more people.
Otherwise it would be boring for just a few of them to play!
"Sister Qiao, do you want to scream?" Qin Si asked excitedly.
Seeing that he couldn't wait to call for help, Qiao Nian put her hands in her pockets and nodded in a friendly manner: "Whatever you say."
Let him scream for sure!
Qin Si walked aside to send the message without saying a word.
The small group he is in Beijing is still getting together to sing.
[Who is free today? How about going out? There is a new bar that opened on Chang'an Street recently. It is very private. My friend has booked a private room.]
[Since we have nothing to do, let’s go out and have some fun together. He has reserved the place for himself!]
The person who organized the party was a friend Zhang Yang met this year. He was quite capable and, most importantly, he was good at playing games in a wide range of ways.
Zhang Yang pulled him into the group, which was equivalent to bringing him into a small circle.
But this person is different from Tang Ning.
Tang Ning was also someone Zhang Yang brought into the circle, and had a closer relationship with Zhang Yang. In addition, Tang Ning had played with Ye Wangchuan and the others a few times, so she had a higher status in the small circle.
This person is relatively more marginalized.
(End of this chapter)