in.
As soon as Qiao Nian entered, he saw Su Mo coming towards him.
Su Mo was wearing a silver-gray suit today. His height of over 1.75 meters was not considered tall in Beijing, but he had regular features, his back was always straight, and he looked energetic.
As soon as he saw Qiao Nian, he smiled faintly and walked over to greet her: "Miss Qiao."
"Yeah." Qiao Nian agreed and walked towards the elevator: "Let's go up first."
Su Mo glanced in the direction Liang Lu had gone, then followed her into the elevator.
Yuan Yongqin's office is on the 16th floor. The decoration style of the office is very similar to that of her office at the Ring City headquarters, both of which are bright and atmospheric.
The decoration is not very particular, but the office has good lighting and a good location. There is a huge floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city.
Su Mo led her in with ease. As soon as Qiao Nian entered, he walked to the bar: "Miss Qiao, please sit on the sofa for a while. I will make you some juice."
Perhaps fearing that Qiao Nian would be bored, he continued, "I have placed all the information that Mr. Yuan asked you to read on the sofa table. You can take a look first."
Qiao Nian got a headache whenever she thought of orange juice. Seeing his busy back, she could only suppress the anxiety in her chest and walked towards the sofa.
There is a leather sofa in the office, which is black, simple and made of good leather.
She immediately saw the documents that Su Mo said were placed on the table. There were about seven or eight books stacked there in a thick pile.
Qiao Nian walked over, picked up a book at random, and found a corner of the sofa to sit down.
She had just sat down when she heard Su Mo's voice inside.
"Those are the research projects that we are looking for funding from Chengfeng Group this year. Mr. Yuan means that Miss Qiao, you just have to make the decision."
"Yeah." Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes and lowered her eyelashes to take a look.
A line of regular script was printed on the white document cover: Research on the application value of minimally invasive surgery in neurosurgery.
There was a hint of surprise in her eyes. She didn't expect that the first project she got was related to medicine.
Just at this time, Su Mo used a juicer to squeeze out a glass of orange juice. Seeing her leaning against the sofa and concentrating on the documents in her hand, he said with a smile, "There are quite a few medical research projects that have applied to us for funding this year. I remember there were two or three. Coincidentally, two of them were about brain research."
He is a top student in the finance department and doesn't know much about medicine.
The only judgment was based on the name on the file cover. Su Mo couldn't remember whether there were two or three project files with the name of neurosurgery written on them.
He bent down and placed the glass in front of Qiao Nian, smiling, "Miss Qiao, I added two ice cubes for you. Ms. Yuan said that when she attended your birthday party last time, Ms. Ye told her that you like to add ice cubes to your drinks. Before she left, she specifically told me to remember to add ice for you."
Qiao Nian was originally focused on what he was reading, but after hearing what he said, her attention was diverted and the heat in her heart surged again.
She lifted her eyelids, placed her slender fingers on the document, and her ink-like eyes were wild and anxious: "Actually, there is no need to add..."
Halfway through his words, Qiao Nian couldn't figure out what he was explaining.
But it's all said.
She paused for two seconds, becoming more and more irritated: "I can drink it without ice."
Since Su Mo saw her in the morning, she had half-closed her eyes, with a sleepy expression, as if she had no interest in anything. Now he finally saw an expression other than sleepiness on her face, smiled slightly, and teased: "But you prefer ice, right?"
Alas, your brother has a low fever today, my dears, I will make up the remaining three chapters tomorrow morning.
Go to bed early, good night
(End of this chapter)