In less than half an hour, the news that Aiden was going to withdraw from the competition had shocked everyone in the International IT Association.
However, no matter how high-level officials in country D tried to persuade him, or people from the International IT Association personally came to talk to him.
Aiden has the same attitude - you can persuade me whatever you want, but I insist on quitting!
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Room 1606, InterContinental Hotel.
After Qiao Nian arrived, he said goodbye to Du Mingwei and the others and returned to the room.
She closed the door, quickly took out the laptop she brought in her shoulder bag, plugged it in, and turned it on.
There is no need to look at the wifi password written on the hotel sign, just tap the keyboard with Yingbai's fingertips, and the computer is directly connected to the Internet.
Qiao Nian found the chat interface of Hongmeng from the desktop without haste, then walked back, poured herself a cup of tea, pulled out the chair, and sat down casually.
She has a broken bone in her right hand and a cast on her wrist, which makes her temporarily unable to use it.
She put her left arm on the desk and typed with only one hand, faster than Du Mingwei accidentally saw her typing on her mobile phone on the plane.
The silvery white shimmer of the computer screen shines on her face. The girl has bright eyes and white teeth. Her exposed skin is white and her neck line is excellent. She leans casually on the back of the chair with a very lazy posture.
If you look closely at her laptop screen, you can see that she has opened a chat dialog box.
The dialog box has the nickname of the other party.
The words "slim waist control" are domineering and frivolous, and they reveal the idiotic style of a middle school boy.
[qn: Did you leak my information?]
After the news about Qiao Nian was sent out.
Within a few seconds, it showed as read.
She leaned back on the chair, picked up the tea on the table, lowered her head and took a sip, waiting leisurely for the other party to reply to her.
soon.
The news about slim waist control has come back.
In the chat dialog box, she saw someone's innocent reply lying quietly in the message box she just clicked.
[Slim waist control: No~ I just let the members of the Red League admire the heroic appearance of the boss, so that they will not know who their boss is in the future.]
[Slim waist control: Boss, don’t worry, I will never tell outsiders!]
Qiao Nian put the water glass in her hand on the table again, clicked on the unread messages he sent, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, making a "tsk" sound in her mouth.
She rested her hands on the keyboard and couldn't find the words to curse for a long time.
After a long time, she seemed to think of a euphemistic word.
Qiao Nian half-squinted her eyes, stared at the chat interface, and typed on the keyboard to return.
[qn: Are you stupid?]
[Slim waist control:?]
[Slim waist control:???]
Qiao Nian looked at the series of question marks he sent and was too lazy to answer him anymore. She kicked him out of the chat group with one hand to let him cool off for a few days.
She was closing the chat interface smoothly.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.
"Come in."
Qiao Nian's eyes darkened, he closed the laptop and shouted lazily.
Liang Conglin knocked on the door from outside and came in. When he saw the girl sitting cross-legged on the chair, he asked with gentle eyes: "Qiao Nian, Teacher Du and I are going down for dinner. Will you come with us?"
Have a meal?
When Qiao Nian heard him talk about eating, she saw that the time on her phone was already past 12 noon. However, she had eaten something on the plane last time and was not very hungry now.
So he said very politely: "Principal, you go and eat. Don't worry about me. I'll order takeout later when I'm hungry."
"How can that work?" Liang Conglin refused without thinking. After refusing, he thought for a moment, raised his head and said, "Do you have anything you want to eat? We will buy it for you after dinner."