Qiao Nian calmed down her aura, lazily stood up from the bar, walked to the table, picked up the backpack placed on the coffee table, and walked towards the door with her straight and long legs swinging.
Open the door.
She originally thought the person knocking on the door was Liang Conglin, telling her to get ready to leave.
The one I didn't expect to catch my eye was a young man. The man looked ordinary, 175cm in height, the type that wouldn't be visible in a crowd. He was dressed very formally, with a black shirt and a crisp suit, and his ears seemed to be plugged.
A Bluetooth headset.
Qiao Nian raised his eyes and saw that the Bluetooth headset plugged into his ear was shining brightly. Someone should be giving him instructions remotely.
The young man saw the door open.
A girl came out, she looked very young, with a peaked cap on her head, the black brim was down, she looked quite casual.
He was stunned for a moment, then immediately adjusted his emotions, lowered his head very respectfully, and did not dare to look again. He put his hands forward and handed Qiao Nian an envelope: "Hello, Miss Qiao."
"This is a gift my master asked me to give to you."
…
Liang Conglin, Tian Jing and his group just came back and were walking towards the room when they saw Qiao Nian opening the door. There was a strange man with a strange face standing at the door and he handed her something.
"Who is this?" the physics professor asked curiously.
Liang Conglin pursed his lips and shook his head, not knowing: "I don't know. I don't know him. Maybe he is Qiao Nian's friend?"
When Tian Jing heard the words 'Qiao Nian's friend', she looked in the direction in front, and then quickly looked back. There was a purple mass under her eyelids. She could tell that like Liang Lu, she had not slept all night last night.
Well, she got up early again in the morning, and it seemed that the expression on her face was becoming more dull and numb at this moment.
After Qi Rongguang came to her door yesterday, she no longer wanted to know the background of this freshman from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
She just wanted to return to Beijing safely.
Don't mess with this girl named Qiao Nian anymore, and focus on her research.
…
When Qiao Nian saw the envelope handed to her, she didn't reach out to take it immediately. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and glanced at the logo on the envelope.
The tone was quite calm: "Go back and tell him, no need, I have already bought the plane ticket."
The young man blocking her door seemed to be embarrassed. He raised his head again, stood up a little straighter, and straightened his back.
Qiao Nian saw the light flashing on the Bluetooth headset in his left ear, and guessed that the person on the other end should hear what he said.
Sure enough, within a few seconds, the young man lowered his eyes and respectfully handed over the envelope again.
"Miss Qiao, our master said that here are the tickets for you and your teachers. He checked in for you and upgraded you and your teachers to first class."
Qiao Nian hasn't spoken yet.
The other party raised his eyes again, and read out word by word as carefully as a repeater: "He asked you to accept this gift. He said that he was busy this time and had no time to come to see you in person. This is his
A little thought. You don’t sleep well and the flight takes a long time. First class is more comfortable than business class. At least you can get more rest on the plane."
Qiao Nian raised her eyes and happened to see Liang Conglin and the others not far away. Her eyes darkened and she was quite dry. She took the envelope from the other person's hand and said nothing more. "Help me say thank you to him."