This time, Mr. Ye made an appointment for 8 o'clock, to give them enough time to process the goods.
Ye Lan called just to confirm with Qiao Nian. When she heard Qiao Nian say that she could come over at 7:30, she smiled from ear to ear: "Sure, of course."
"Don't worry, just come slowly."
"good."
After Qiao Nian hung up Ye Lan's call, he put away his phone and went to find someone, holding the little guy's hand.
Bo Jingxing didn't know what he said to Ye Wangchuan.
His face was stern and his eyes were cold.
Qiao Nian walked over and heard him say briefly, "Let's see."
She raised her eyebrows, but before she could think about it, Bo Jingxing noticed her and immediately stopped talking. He turned around and said to Qiao Nian with a smile, "The goods have been loaded onto the truck."
Qiao Nian has always been a person who doesn't like to gossip, so he didn't specifically ask what they were talking about just now, but looked up at Ye Wangchuan.
"It's almost time. Grandpa and the others are waiting for us."
"Okay, let's go over there first."
Ye Wangchuan is about to leave.
Seeing that he was determined to follow Qiao Nian without hesitation, Bo Jingxing's smile twitched. Fortunately, he was used to it. He raised his hand to push his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said to himself in a nonchalant manner - this is how old trees bloom, he can endure it.
But he has too much inner drama now.
Because Ye Wangchuan had no intention of talking to him at all, he just took the notebook he had with him and left with Qiao Nian and Ye Qichen.
Bo Jingxing: …
So you don't even need to say hello to him
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Guanlan is destined to be lively tonight.
After the meeting in the afternoon, Jiang Yao went straight to Guanlan.
The driver opened the car door for him and mentioned in passing: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang and his wife's friends are in the private room." "Yeah." Jiang Yao straightened his suit and prepared to walk into Guanlan with an expressionless face.
Before he entered, he ran into Wei Ling, who used to be good friends with Tang Wanru.
Wei Ling had just gotten out of the car holding a small sachet. When she saw him, she immediately greeted him with a smile, "Jiang Yao, what a coincidence."
When Jiang Yao saw Wei Ling, his expression was not so natural: "Aunt Wei."
Wei Ling seemed not to notice his stiffness, and she went over to pat his shoulder affectionately, saying, "As the host of tonight, why did you come at this time?"
Wei Ling is an elder and so enthusiastic.
Even though Jiang Yao knew about the unpleasant things that happened between her family and Qiao Nian before, he couldn't help but give Wei Ling face. He forced a smile and said politely, "I was delayed for a while by the meeting this afternoon."
He didn't want to argue with Wei Ling at the door, so he took the initiative to ask without waiting for Wei Ling to ask again: "Aunt Wei, shall we go in first?"
Wei Ling noticed his attempt to avoid suspicion, and the warm expression on her face quickly turned cold, with a hint of disapproval and contempt leaking out from the corners of her mouth.
He didn't say anything, but followed Jiang Yao's steps: "Let's go."
Their two families are now in similar states of decline.
If she didn't have her relatives Wei Lou and Wei Mingxuan, she would have probably been unable to survive in Beijing long ago.
But even if she still maintained a relationship with the Wei Lou family, everyone in the Beijing circle knew that their two families were not close.
Therefore, Wei Ling is no longer welcome in slightly more high-end circles.
All the people Wei Ling used to play with couldn't play with them anymore, so she had to lower herself to attend the birthday party of a younger generation.
However, Jiang Yao's attitude made her feel uncomfortable.
After all, their family was in poverty.
Jiang Yao wasn't much better.
(End of this chapter)