Outside the window, Luo Jun walked to the window and walked down. While eating, he watched Chu Xiaochen coaxing the little guy to sleep.
The big light in the ward was turned off, and the light of the small lamp was cast from the side, painting her face with deep and shallow light and shadow, dyeing the thin layer of hair on her face golden yellow.
Beautiful, attractive.
"Mr. Luo." Han Qing handed over the phone, "Miss Qiao's phone number."
Qiao Wei?!
Luo Jun frowned, looked away, and took the phone.
"Luo Jun, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time." Qiao Wei's tone was cautious, "Actually, there is something that I forgot to mention because I was so busy chatting during lunch."
Luo Jun's tone was calm and indifferent, "What's the matter?"
"It's like this. It's my grandfather's birthday in a few days, and it's also the completion day of a new project of Qiao's. I wonder if you have time to come to the birthday party?"
Joe’s new project?
Luo Jun frowned slightly and thought for a moment, "What's the date?"
Originally hearing his cold tone, Qiao Wei thought he was going to refuse. But now that he asked what day it was, she hurriedly said, "Next Thursday, the 3rd."
"If I don't have any special arrangements, I will make time to go there."
"That's great." Qiao Wei's tone immediately became filled with joy, "Tomorrow, I will send you the invitation!"
"I have something to do tomorrow, so you don't have to go to so much trouble. Just send someone to the company."
"Okay, then I won't disturb you. We'll see you another day..." Qiao Wei hesitated for a second, then quickly added, "By the way, can I leave you a private number so we can contact you?"
It’s more convenient.”
"I'll ask Han Qing to tell you." Luo Jun handed the phone to Han Qing, "Give her my private number."
Han Qing took the phone and did as he was told.
Luo Jun picked up his chopsticks again and glanced at Chu Xiaochen in the window, "Go and check out Qiao's new projects... and I want to know all of Qiao's recent movements."
"Okay." Han Qing responded lightly.
"Not only that, you try your best to check. I know all the information about the Qiao family, and all the information about the Qiao family..." Luo Jun's eyes turned cold, "In short, I want to know everything related to Qiao Wei.
, the more detailed the better.”
Turning his face, Luo Jun looked at Han Qing with his dark eyes, "You must arrange this matter yourself and find the most reliable person. You must not let a third person know about it, not even my parents."
Hearing the depth in his tone, Han Qing's tone became more solemn, "Yes!"
Luo Jun waved his hand gently, and Han Qing turned around and left to arrange for someone close to him to handle the matter.
The phone vibrated. Luo Jun took it out and saw a text message from Qiao Wei displayed on the screen - I had a great lunch today. It was the best steak I have ever eaten. I hope I will have another chance in the future.
Luo Jun sneered.
Qiao Wei, you are asking for the abuse, you can’t blame me!
He raised his finger to delete the text message, thought for a moment, then retracted his finger, pressed the reply button, and quickly typed a few words - I was also very happy.
Because I knew she was vomiting badly, and I still feel very uncomfortable in my stomach now.
On the other end of the phone, Qiao Wei looked at the words on the screen, a joyful smile immediately appeared on her pale face, and she was busy pressing reply, wanting to edit the text message and send it to Luo Jun.
Unexpectedly, her stomach cramped again. She cursed lowly and rushed into the bathroom holding her stomach.
After eating Luo Jun's super spicy steak at noon, she not only vomited all over the place, but also didn't eat dinner well. She started to suffer from gastrointestinal reactions after nightfall.
