Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 4270: Sister Nian They are on the plane on the 8th

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Even though they had a falling out, Yuan Yongqin still gave them enough face and shouted, "Su Mo, send the APE people to the hotel."

"good."

Su Mo was in his thirties, wearing a neat black suit, looking very elegant and eye-catching.

He turned to the two people from APE and said, "Mr. Yuan has booked a hotel for you two. I'll ask the driver to take you there."

Su Mo had a way of making people feel comfortable, with an impeccable smile on his face, as if there had never been a fierce argument between them before.

APE and the other man knew that they were on Yuan Yongqin's territory and did not dare to be too disrespectful, so they nodded and agreed.

Suma led the way in front.

The two then left the meeting room.

Tao Leyi was a little uneasy: "Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Yongqin put her hand on her shoulder and patted it gently, relaxed her brows, and said to her in a gentle manner: "Don't worry, leave the rest to us."

Tao Leyi calmed down and nodded heavily: "Thank you, Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Yongqin patted her twice gently to calm her down silently, then said something to the head of the design department and went back to the office.

**

Independent state.

Qiao Nian was busy until eight o'clock in the evening. After dinner, he chatted with Master Cheng who called him about raw materials.

When she came out of the shower and looked at the bright moon outside, she remembered that Yuan Yongqin had called her in the afternoon and said she would call back in the evening.

Fortunately, there is a time difference between Independent Island and Beijing.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning in Independence Island, and it was just getting dark in Beijing.

Qiao Nian was wearing a bathrobe, with wet hair draped over his shoulders. The open collar revealed a swan neck, looking both handsome and unruly.

She picked up her phone and walked to the sofa, sitting down with her legs dangling, and dug out Yuan Yongqin's number and called back. The other end of the phone rang twice before she picked up.

Qiao Nian didn't know what was happening outside, so she said briskly, "Aunt Yuan, what do you want to talk to me about this afternoon?"

Yuan Yongqin said without any hurry: "Are you done?"

"Just finished."

Qiao Nian took the Coke from the table and was about to open the pull ring when she remembered what someone had been whispering in her ear for the past two days. She picked up her cell phone, got up, and got a cup of warm water, then sat back down.

"Aunt Yuan, just speak frankly."

Yuan Yongqin stopped being coy and said, "Actually, there was a small incident. This is what happened..."

Yuan Yongqin gave her a brief account of what happened to Tao Leyi, including the people from APE who came to her house today. She told Qiao Nian everything.

Qiao Nian was drinking water from a cup, but after hearing what was said, he put the cup on the table and his eyes became increasingly fierce.

"Nie family?"

Yuan Yongqin smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's such a coincidence. APE told me that Tao Leyi's work collided with the work of the Nie family in Country M. I was surprised at the time and thought they were joking. It turned out to be them. APE meant that they submitted their work two days earlier than us."

Qiao Nian has seen Tao Leyi's works, which are full of ancestral craftsmanship and cultural heritage. How could they be the same as others

She immediately asked Yuan Yongqin: "Aunt Yuan, what date did you send the email?"

"No. 10." Yuan Yongqin said, and then asked her: "Is there a problem with the time?"

Qiao Nian raised the corners of her mouth and smiled dryly, but the smile did not reach her eyes and soon fell. She said to Yuan Yongqin in a calm voice: "On the 8th, they were still in Independent Island and were preparing to go back."

Yuan Yongqin still didn't understand.

Qiao Nian licked his dry lips, stood up and walked to the open-air balcony. Seeing the night outside, he calmed down a little and said to Yuan Yongqin, "They are on the plane on their way back. How can they have time to submit their works?"

(End of this chapter)