Ye Maoshan didn't mean anything else, but just when they were talking about this, he remembered: "There is another friend who came back with her this time. She also studied engineering and is particularly fond of classical music. I am also an expert in this area. I have also published my works online and have many fans on social software."
He looked at Qiao Nian with a smile: "Almost the same as Nian Nian."
Qiao Nian just looked up and met Mr. Ye's gentle eyes. He heard him say, "It's a pity that Nian Nian is in a hurry to leave. Otherwise, I would introduce them to each other. They might have a lot in common."
Ye Lan was also surprised: "Major in engineering? Also plays music and has many fans online? That really looks like Nian Nian."
First of all, engineering and music are difficult to connect.
Generally, people who work in high-tech engineering rarely play something more literary and gentle like music.
It just so happens that Qiao Nian and that person are both good at both, and they are both experts in both.
Ye Lan also became interested in this person.
"how old is she?"
Ye Maoshan thought about it and said, "She should be about the same age as Haitong. Aren't they classmates?"
In a blink of an eye, Ye Maoshan patted his forehead again and said with a smile: "Look at my memory. As I get older, my memory gets worse and worse."
"Haitong said that her classmate has an extremely high IQ and was admitted to her class by skipping a grade. She is a genius that is valued by the school and the tutor."
When the people at the table heard these two words, they all looked in the direction of Qiao Nian.
genius…
Who here deserves this title better than this person
If Qiao Nian says that there is no genius in the world, then there are no geniuses in the world.
Similarly, the geniuses who are generally praised to the sky outside become ordinary people when they come to her.
I wonder what level of genius this comrade-in-arms granddaughter’s classmate that Grandpa Ye mentioned is, and how he compares to Qiao Nian.
The focus of everyone's attention was leaning lazily on the back of the chair, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and he didn't realize that the topic was now about him.
The code she had just typed in had been traced to its source. "What are you looking at?"
At this moment, a familiar breath approached beside me.
Qiao Nian did not change her position, and let him get closer to her as if it was normal. She said nonchalantly, "I bumped into someone before I came in. That person insisted on exchanging contact information with me, so I checked what she wanted to do."
She pushed the phone out and in front of Ye Wangchuan, motioning him to look at it: "The hotel you are staying in is not from Beijing, but you know Guanlan can still come in."
Guanlan is located on Chang'an Avenue.
The restaurants on this street are a money thing.
Generally, wealthy people avoid restaurants or clubs on this street, for fear of the embarrassing situation of being not allowed to enter.
Guanlan is a prominent place on Chang'an Avenue, but not everyone can come here to eat.
Qiao Nian didn't doubt the other party because of this.
She noticed that there was no private room there, but the other person bumped into her. Normally, it would be impossible to bump into others if one was not playing with the phone while walking.
The man bumped right into her.
Then he insisted on getting her contact information.
It's hard to say that this wasn't a carefully planned 'encounter'.
"I checked the hotel's check-in information. She checked in yesterday and stayed in the penthouse suite. She also booked the entire room next door."
"The name she filled in as her check-in information was from Country Z, Aina."
"There is no one with the last name Ai in Jing City."
The surname Ai is relatively rare.
(End of this chapter)