Gu San: …
He took his own water, his eyes began to wander around, knowing that no one would pay attention to him, he still tried to save his face, and said dryly: "Ah, I remembered that I still haven't bought something. Miss Qiao, Mr. Wang, please wait for me, I'll be back soon."
Qiao Nian didn't notice him coming at first, but when she heard his words, her attention shifted to the side, and Gu San had already disappeared in a flash.
She didn't think too much about it. Just then her phone vibrated again, so she lowered her head to look at it.
Yuan Yongqin called her.
"I'm going to answer a call." Qiao Nian stood up, withdrew his hand, picked up the phone and said.
Ye Wangchuan let go very quickly this time, showing the 'sensible' attitude a boyfriend should have: "Go ahead. You can catch up on some sleep when you get on the plane, otherwise you'll have a lot of trouble during lunch."
"Yeah." Qiao Nian responded and walked aside to answer Yuan Yongqin's call.
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In the Chengfeng Group building in Beijing, Yuan Yongqin was wearing a white business suit and her hair was combed meticulously. She looked rigid and serious.
“Knock, knock.”
Su Mo knocked on the door from outside and came in with tea.
I saw her walking to the floor-to-ceiling window and making a phone call, her brows lowered and her eyes very gentle. Her tone seemed as if she was talking to her own daughter, speaking softly, as if she was afraid of shouting too loudly to scare the person on the other end.
"Are you having lunch at the Imperial Residence? Which floor? I'll go there early."
He placed the teacup on Yuan Yongqin's office desk and slowly pushed it aside. He knew who Yuan Yongqin was talking to on the phone without asking.
In such a big city like Beijing, only Miss Qiao can make Mr. Yuan speak with an accommodating attitude.
"Third floor? OK, I got it. I'll arrange a time later and go there at 11 o'clock. Nian Nian, are you on the plane?"
I don't know what the person on the other end said. She looked worried. "You're not staying at home when you come to Beijing? Then where are you staying? Have you booked a hotel? Do you want me to help you book one? It's okay if you don't live in a hotel. Come and live with me, or I can have someone clean up a house for you. You have dozens of properties in Beijing, so I'll send you the address and you can see which neighborhood you want to live in."
Dozens of houses in Beijing... Su Mo looked at his eyes and nose, and couldn't help but sigh every time he heard this. Who would have thought that an ordinary girl in the city had dozens of houses in her name, all in the prime location of Beijing, including high-end duplexes and small villas.
The value of each set exceeds seven figures, and some even reach nine figures, exceeding 100 million.
They were all fixed investments that Yuan Yongqin bought for Qiao Nian over the years. Even though Qiao Nian didn't want them, she still registered them under Qiao Nian's name.
Over and over again, they gradually accumulated into dozens of sets.
Anyway, he knew Ms. Yuan's character. She gave her a house during the Chinese New Year and on her birthday. Even when Miss Qiao called her Aunt Yuan for the first time, she excitedly gave her a house.
A small courtyard house in the first ring of Beijing.
The price has appreciated in the past few years. If Miss Qiao wants to sell it, it will probably be a sky-high price!
Few people in Beijing can afford it.
Yuan Yongqin was still leaning against the French window and talking on the phone. Her eyes fell on the endless stream of cars downstairs, and her eyes were gentle: "Well... okay... I'll talk to you when you get there. When you get there, send me a message and I'll ask Su Mo to pick you up."
Su Mo raised his head and silently wrote down the itinerary in his mind.
Who knew that after Yuan Yongqin hung up the phone, she turned around and said to him, "Nian Nian said she would come by herself. I have to go to Yufu for lunch at noon. Please postpone my schedule for today. I want to talk to Mr. Jiang after lunch."
(End of this chapter)