Bo Jingxing sat on one side of the circular conference table, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He looked respectable, gentle and handsome.
However, only those who have come into contact with him know whether he is really gentle and handsome under that gentle appearance.
He took off his glasses and put them on the table when he saw a man trotting in, sliding up to his seat and whispering to him in a low voice.
Two minutes later, the man quietly went out again.
Bo Jingxing put away his relaxed and lazy attitude, propped up his elbows on the leather chair, looked like he had a splitting headache, turned his head, and said in a low voice to the man who was drinking tea, "Something happened."
Ye Wangchuan was rarely dressed in formal attire today, a silver-gray suit over a white shirt, with the buttons buttoned up rigorously to the top of the collar. He looked noble and abstinent, but the man's face, which looked like a disaster, did not show any abstinence at all. The corners of his eyes jumped beautifully, looking sexy and charming.
He heard Bo Jingxing speaking to him in a low voice, without even moving his eyebrows, looking lazy and calm, his back leaning back in the chair, his eyes not moving away from the ups and downs of the tea, very lazy: "Hmm? What's the matter?"
Bo Jingxing was stunned for a second.
She slowly came back to her senses from him and smacked her lips.
There is a saying that has been circulating in Beijing: the color of the sky and the water cannot be as stunning as that of Mr. Ye!
With Ye Wangchuan's noble appearance, it's no wonder that such rumors would spread in Beijing.
But this was not the time to think about it. He recalled the news he had just received and said with a headache, "The program in the USB flash drive that Qiao Nian gave to Luo Qing had a bug and could not be used. Liao Xu was unable to fix it, and the technical department said that Luo Qing would not be coming up later, so they would replace him..."
Zhou Wei was under house arrest, Luo Qing was not coming up, and he couldn't think of anyone else who could replace Luo Qing. Liao Xu from group one
A figure appeared in Ye Wangchuan's mind, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his red and rosy lips just said two words: "Who's coming?"
The conference room suddenly became quiet.
Everyone seemed to be looking towards the door.
The girl didn't wear a baseball cap today, but she was still wearing her favorite hoodie. The black hoodie had no extra prints, and the simple style gave people a sense of mystery.
"Qiao Nian?" When Bo Jingxing saw the person coming in, he was stunned for a second, and couldn't believe it, and whispered: "How could it be her?"
The person Luo Qing was talking about replacing him was Qiao Nian
This is ridiculous!
What the hell is going on in their technical department
Ye Wangchuan seemed to have sensed something when he looked towards the girl, and happened to meet her gaze. Their eyes met. Although it was just a glance, he felt inexplicably in a good mood. His thin lips curled up, his eyes half-closed, and he defended her: "Why can't it be her?"
Bo Jingxing: …
Why couldn't it be her? Why couldn't it be her? Wasn't it obvious
He admitted that Qiao Nian was very good and had extraordinary talent in programming, but all the people who came this time were authoritative scientific research experts from overseas, and driverless technology was their finale this time. Luo Qing and Zhou Wei had at least followed the research throughout the process, and Qiao Nian had only helped to fix bugs in the programming source code. Letting Qiao Nian replace Luo Qing, wasn't this a joke
Anyone from Group 1 or 2 of the Technical Department would be more suitable to stand here than Qiao Nian.
Before Bo Jingxing had a chance to say this, an overseas expert turned around and asked with interest: "Is the PhD from your Ninth Institute so young?"
(End of this chapter)