The exhibition started at 10 a.m., so he got up at 7 a.m.
Master Cheng didn't even have time to eat breakfast, and he rushed with a group of people from the Ninth Institute to do the final inspection.
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8:30 in the morning.
Nie Qixing was also ready to set off.
M Continent is the territory of a secluded family, and he enjoys far more privileges than Master Cheng and the others. For example, due to health reasons, he did not stay in the hotel where all the contestants had to stay, but lived alone in a private sanatorium outside.
Although it is called a private sanatorium, in fact Nie Qingru almost gave it to him for exclusive use and served him alone.
Many people in the team saw this obvious unfair treatment, but they were unable to say anything due to the power constraints.
"Mr. Qi." Zhou Zheng was recently called here by Nie Qingru from Country M to accompany him.
"explain."
Nie Qixing was sitting in a wheelchair, his sickly pale face still covered with an eye mask. The black eye mask seemed to cut his face into two parts, making him look extremely sinister.
Zhou Zheng was very careful during the two days he spent with him, fearing that he would irritate his sensitive nerves. He only dared to whisper in his ear, "I've arranged for her to stay near the sanatorium. You can see her anytime you want."
Nie Qixing had secretly kept a woman in Country M without telling Nie Qingru and Yingzi, and only Zhou Zheng knew about this.
This time Nie Qixing was injured and had to stay in Continent M for a long time to recuperate. Zhou Zheng was a smart man and of course he knew what he should do.
As expected, Nie Qixing's expression eased and he looked at him approvingly: "Why didn't I realize that you were so quick-witted before?"
Zhou Zheng didn't dare to take credit for it, so he smiled and said, "I just wanted Young Master Qi to be happy, I didn't think too much about it."
"Yeah." Nie Qixing responded, as if he had accepted the kindness, and then suddenly asked: "Is Mr. Auben still unwilling to accept the gift?" When it comes to business, Zhou Zheng dared not smile playfully, and rubbed his face with a headache: "I have tried every possible way to send gifts these two days, but they were all blocked by Mr. Auben's assistant. I think he is determined not to accept it... Mr. Qi, how about forgetting it?"
"This old man!" Nie Qixing's eyes were filled with anger, and he held the armrest of the wheelchair tightly. "I have also contacted him many times. Ha! He really doesn't give me face and doesn't answer a single call."
In fact, Nie Qingru took him to meet this legendary figure that day, and the other party's attitude towards him was always lukewarm.
Although I gave him my contact information out of face at the time, all the text messages he sent and phone calls he made afterwards fell on deaf ears.
Nie Qixing had no choice but to order Zhou Zheng to give gifts, but the old man still refused to listen!
This made him very angry.
After all, this old guy should be very clear about the powerful backer behind him, but he still treats himself with this attitude.
Nie Qixing couldn't help but think in a different way, wondering if the other party looked down on him because he was now a disabled person!
Disabled…
Whenever he thought about the fact that he couldn't even walk normally, the blood vessels in his neck bulged and his eyes became ferocious and terrifying.
Zhou Zheng was secretly shocked and tried to smooth things over: "Master Qi, the weapons exhibition is coming soon anyway, it's too late for us to meet him now. Why not wait until after the weapons exhibition?"
Nie Qixing just kept a sullen face and said nothing, but he was upset in his heart.
In the past, he might not have cared about these things.
But this time it's different.
Qiao Nian exists like a bug.
He was still worried that something unexpected might happen at this arms exhibition.
(End of this chapter)