Chapter 371： A hair dryer requires six digits

Chapter 371 A hair dryer requires six digits

She thought for a long time but couldn't find a reasonable reason.

If she didn’t understand, she was too lazy to think about it, changed her posture, put her hand on the keyboard and lazily erased her intrusion information.

The light and shadow in the room fell on the place of her brow bones, not wild!

At exactly this time, the phone on the desk rang. It's Sumo's call.

Qiao Nian leaned back, leaned back in his chair, and answered the phone.

"Hey."

The voice is quite mute.

Suma got used to her sloppy tone, and said straight: "Miss Qiao, which hotel do you live in, I will pick you up tomorrow morning. You can see what time you can get up in the morning."

Qiao Nian looked at the time under the notebook. At 10:30, her dark eyes were narrowed, and she lazily replied: "No, I'll take a taxi and go by myself."

"Tomorrow morning if you can get up, it will be 9:30, and if you can't get up, it will be past ten."

Chengfeng Group has always funded various scientific research projects, including medical research, biological development... Yuan Yongqin recently went on a business trip in country M and couldn’t come back. It happened that she came to Beijing, so she asked her to look at these projects and screen out which ones are. Projects that can be continuously funded, and which ones are projects that want to defraud money in the name of research.

The tips of the hair that had just been wiped started dripping again, and two drops dripped into his neck. Qiao Nian was a little dry, frowned, got up and walked to the bathroom, holding his mobile phone, and asked him casually: "Those people tomorrow What time will it arrive?"

"I made it at half past nine."

Suma on the phone didn’t even think about it, and immediately said, “If you can’t get up tomorrow morning, I’ll let them postpone it until ten o’clock.”

Qiao Nian found the hair dryer in the drawer and glanced at the brand. The small black hair dryer looked inconspicuous. It was actually a top international brand. In her memory, this was a limited edition. A hair dryer was not expensive or cheap, about six figures... …

Look again at the facial cleansers and creams Ye Wangchuan prepared for her on the washstand, all of which are on the same level as a hair dryer.

Qiao Nian pinched his eyebrows, and his heart grew dry.

First-class airplane tickets, the box of clothes in the closet, and all these miscellaneous gadgets all cost a lot of money. I gave him a sapphire cufflink last time. What are you giving this time?

She recalled what she brought in her schoolbag.

I came in a hurry this time. She was lazy. Originally, she wanted to find a hotel to stay in Beijing. As for other things, she just bought it temporarily.

So she didn't even bring any clothes, and there was nothing left in her schoolbag.

The only thing she can take out seems to be a small pill, she still has a bottle.

Qiao Nian pursed her lips, thinking about the possibility of giving a small pill in return. The person on the other side of the phone probably didn't wait for her to answer for a long time, and called her at a loss: "Miss Qiao, is it too early at ten? I will adjust it for half an hour later?"

Qiao Nian came back to his senses, and was shocked to find that he was lost in mind again, and became dry again.

The light of the room shone on her brow bone, which looked wild. She only recovered for a short time, put the phone down, turned it into the amplifying mode, picked up the hair dryer, plugged in, and said, "I will be there on time at nine."

"Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Qiao Nian looked at the person in the mirror, with a sleepy and sullen expression, and rejected him: "No, I can go up by myself."

Suma knew that she was acting low-key, probably because she didn’t want people to notice her too much, so she smiled and said, “Okay, then I’ll be waiting for you in the office above.”

(End of this chapter)