Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 101 Where Can It Be That Girl from Qiao's Family Shows the Show?

He made himself wait for almost an hour just to buy some fruit. Qiao Weimin's face cracked for a moment, and he endured it, saying, "It's okay. I didn't wait long."

He stepped forward and said impatiently: "Secretary Su, since you are down, let's go up."

But Su Mo didn't immediately lead him up to find Yuan Yongqin as before, but stood still with a troubled expression on his face: "This..."

If he didn't leave, Qiao Weimin had no choice but to stand here with him, patiently asking, "Secretary Su, what's wrong?"

Su Mo looked at him and said gently: "Mr. Qiao, didn't I tell you just now? Mr. Yuan has a distinguished guest coming today, so I'm afraid I don't have time to see you. How about you come again next time?"

Qiao Weimin: "..."

Chengfeng Group has always been friends with them, Qiao's, even though sometimes he doesn't understand what Chengfeng Group is looking for in them, but the fact is that everyone outside knows that Chengfeng's project, Qiao's, will always be their number one Consider goals.

Even if Qiao's proposal is not the best among the bidding opponents, and the price is not the most favorable, the Chengfeng Group's bid is always given to Qiao's.

Moreover, he had dealt with Su Mo before. Su Mo was equivalent to half Yuan Yongqin outside, but his attitude towards him was really nothing to say, respectful and even respectful, which made him show off in front of others several times.

This was the first time Somo spoke to him in this tone.

After all, Qiao Weimin is a businessman. After a short period of discomfort, he quickly adjusted his mood, forced a smile, and asked in a low voice: "Secretary Su, I have something urgent to find Mr. Yuan today. See if you can tell Mr. Yuan to let him President Yuan spare some time to come out to see me?"

"That's it." Su Mo's eyes flashed a trace of contempt, as if he was laughing at him, "I still can't see the situation clearly." When he was still Miss Qiao's father, he actually asked himself, but he still smiled like a spring breeze. As warmly as he was, he replied with a few slaps: "Then Mr. Qiao will wait here, and I will let you know if Mr. Yuan is free."

Qiao Weimin was furious, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and wait below.

On the one hand, there was a small pimple in my heart, and I was still wondering if the person I saw just now was Qiao Nian, or if I was dazzled.

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Qiao Nian didn't come here often, but Yuan Yongqin specially built an exclusive elevator for her.

The elevator goes straight up to the president's office without stopping on other floors.

Qiao Nian walked out of the elevator slowly, Yuan Yongqin was already eager to meet her.

"Little ancestor, why did you come here!"

Today, she wore a rose-red professional dress with hips, which outlined her good figure with a bulge and back. Her chestnut hair was rolled up in a bun behind her head, revealing her well-maintained face.

Everyone said that Yuan Yongqin was a strong woman, and she said what she said in the mall.

But at this moment, there is only pampering and helplessness on her brows, and there is no such thing as a strong aura that speaks for itself.

She stepped on her high heels, pulled him in, looked up and down, touched Qiao Nian's right hand holding the steel plate nervously, and asked worriedly, "Is your hand all right? What did the doctor say?"

Qiao Nian raised her hand and said indifferently, "The soft tissue is bruised. It will take ten days and half a month to take care of it. If you take care of it well, you can continue to take care of it."

"Do you want me to find you an expert in Beijing and have a look?" After Yuan Yongqin finished speaking, she couldn't help but smiled while covering her forehead: "Look at me, I'm so confused. You are a doctor yourself, and how many years are there in China?" A doctor can compare with you. You are also low-key, otherwise it would be the turn of that girl from Qiao's family to show off."

(End of this chapter)