"What's wrong?" Qiao Nian took off the headset and put it on the table, looking at the person who was looking for him.
Ye Wangchuan walked over, pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down: "Grandpa asked if you are going home for dinner."
grandfather
Jiang Weishang's face appeared in Qiao Nian's mind. He looked at him with doubtful eyes, and then reacted: "You mean Mr. Ye?"
Ye Wangchuan grabbed her hand and gently pinched her fingertips, with the careless and lazy manner of a nobleman: "He is also your grandfather, sooner or later you will have to change your way of addressing him."
Qiao Nian glanced at him but did not refute.
"How did Mr. Ye know we were nearby?"
"What do you think?"
"… "
Qiao Nian frowned and quickly figured out the reason. He subconsciously raised his hand to take off his baseball cap, only to find that his hand was clamped and he couldn't move.
She simply gave up.
Leaned back.
Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes, still showing the sleepiness from not getting a good night's sleep: "Okay, let's go back and eat."
She paused, then continued, "But I need to make some arrangements first and find a few people to transport the tungsten gold that Master Cheng wants."
"…Then find someone to send the remaining tungsten back to the Independent State and hand it over to the Vice President."
This person must be very reliable.
Qiao Nian went over the list in his mind and already had a suitable candidate in mind.
"Slim waist control is still teaching Chenchen in Jingshi?"
She's been busy lately.
I don't have enough time to care about the little guy's learning progress, and I don't know whether that guy who is obsessed with thin waists has taught Chenchen well.
Ye Wangchuan knew exactly who was at home: "He is in the old house and has never left."
"Yeah." Qiao Nian felt relieved.
She had already decided to ask Xi Yaokong to send the remaining tungsten back to the First Research Institute and hand it over to Shi Fu and Feng Yu. She didn't hesitate and agreed immediately: "Just tell Grandpa Ye that we will be back in half a day."
"good."
Ye Wangchuan raised his thin lips slightly and smiled, his happiness was visibly evident.
*
Beijing city.
When Ye Maoshan received the call, he was so surprised that he said several times in a row: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Ask Nian Nian what she wants to eat, and I will arrange it as soon as possible."
"She's not picky, she eats everything."
Ye Wangchuan said calmly on the other end of the phone: "Just do whatever you want."
Ye Maoshan immediately raised his eyebrows and scolded him angrily: "What do you mean by not being picky? Ah, Nian Nian said it doesn't matter, so you don't care. You deserve it that you haven't brought her home to me yet! With your stupid head, I don't know if I will have the chance to see your wedding day even if I bury my head in the ground, you little brat..."
He cursed his grandson angrily.
But my heart was filled with joy.
I’m still happy that Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan are coming back for dinner.
He cursed a few times to vent his anger, then immediately said, "Okay, I'll take care of the arrangements. Let me know when you get it."
"Okay." Ye Wangchuan said helplessly, "Don't make it too complicated, let's just have a simple meal."
"knew."
Ye Maoshan disliked his excessive talk and didn't want to waste time talking to him. Before the other party hung up, he spoke first: "Hang up, hang up."
Speaking of.
Ye Maoshan hung up the phone without thinking.
He put down his phone and rushed inside to look for someone.
When he met the old housekeeper on the way, he waved and immediately called the other party: "Go and make arrangements and book a place in Guanlan."
The old housekeeper was completely confused: "Master, are you going to treat us? Or are you going to have a home-cooked meal with the young lady and the others?"
(End of this chapter)