Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Qiao Nian just walked to the living room with her mobile phone, but she hadn't sat down yet.

Gu San had already anxiously brought out a glass of water and handed it to her: "Miss Qiao, come here, drink some water to moisten your throat."

Qiao Nian's injured right hand was bandaged. The white bandage was wrapped from the palm of her hand up to her arm, making it impossible to move for the time being.

The other hand was not injured, but it was holding the mobile phone and preparing to answer the call. There was no third hand to take the water he handed over.

Fortunately, Ye Wangchuan parked the car and came in from outside to see it. He ordered Gu San in a lazy voice: "Put the cup there first, she will drink it later."

Gu San also realized that Qiao Nian had no hands to hold the cup he handed over, and immediately blushed with embarrassment. He quickly bent down and put the cup on the table, saying, "Miss Qiao, I'll put it here for you."

"Thank you." Qiao Nian thanked politely.

Gu San scratched his head, feeling even more embarrassed, and said, "I'll make bone soup for you."

Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows but didn't speak yet.

Gu San further explained: "The eldest lady specially told me to buy the pig's trotters, saying that the shape complements the shape, so I will give you a good patch."

Qiao Nian's eyelids twitched, and she didn't know what to tell him for a while. She lowered her eyelids and looked at her right hand that was wrapped in a bandage. She then imagined the shape of a pig's trotter, curled up the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but smile: "Okay. .sorry to bother you."

Gu San didn't realize that he said the wrong thing. Seeing that the girl agreed, Gu San happily ran to the kitchen to work.

Ye Wangchuan walked over and took off the scarf around his neck, and put it on the sofa. He saw the flashing screen of her mobile phone with sharp eyes, turned sideways and asked her, "Whose call is it? Why didn't you answer it?"

Only then did Qiao Nian notice the phone. Seeing that the lighted screen was about to go dark, she raised her hand and walked to the sofa: "Mr. Nie. I'm about to answer it."

She connected the phone as she spoke, found a seat and sat down, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hello."

Nie Mi was talking to her about the matter that Tianchen would send someone to Tsinghua University to take over tomorrow, and asked her if she wanted to go there tomorrow.

Qiao Nian spent the whole night running around in the hospital for Mr. Jiang's affairs and basically didn't get any rest. When she heard Nie Mi mentioning Tianchen's chip cooperation project, she rubbed her temples and said with a slightly tired look: "Tomorrow What time is it?"

Nie Mi said some time.

Qiao Nian frowned, thought for a moment and said, "I know, I will go there."

Nie Mi told her again who would be there tomorrow.

Liang Conglin and the chip team from Tsinghua University are all there. Tian Jing and Master Cheng will also be there, as well as the initiator of this cooperation, Qin Si.

Qin Si will also be present.

Tianchen's side is the development team responsible for this project, and it is unclear who it is.

Qiao Nian forced herself to listen to what he said. When Nie Mi asked her if she knew who Tianchen would ask to come tomorrow, her tone was slow and unhurried: "I don't know either. I haven't asked. Do you want to ask?" ?”

She indeed never asked Lu Zhi who Tianchen was in charge of this project.

Mainly, she has never cared about Tianchen's internal development, and she doesn't know who is in Tianchen.

Lu Zhi rarely mentioned this to her.

Qiao Nian thought of someone, and then thought that she still had something to do.

After Nie Mi said there was no need to ask, he said a few words to her, and after hanging up the phone, the girl leaned on her legs and casually opened her friend circle and scrolled down to find someone's friend circle at a glance.

Lu Zhi has been very enthusiastic about posting on WeChat Moments recently.

One piece a day.

More punctual than eating.