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Chapter 110 Well, come to my house tonight

 In fact, the office building does not need to be renovated and can be used directly. However, the original decoration style is still different from her ideas, so Qiao Lin contacted the decoration team and renovated it.

Especially the first and fourth floors, which were demolished and renovated according to her request, are completely different from the original style.

Zhao Qinglan always likes to be quiet, so the fourth floor will be her office from now on. Because it is spacious, it also has a lounge and an assistant office area.

Now that the decoration has been completed, it is time to prepare for the next step of development.

After thinking slightly, Zhao Qinglan sent a message to her assistant.

"Get ready, make a list, and ask Xu Yan to buy office supplies tomorrow. Buy the best ones like computers..."

The person from whom Zhao Qinglan sent the message responded immediately.

Qiao Lin replied.

"Okay boss, I understand."

……

Now that he is ready to start a career, Zhao Qinglan is not going to be idle in the next time.

The office building is available.

Then register an investment company first. She doesn’t have much capital, so she can only start with a small company.

As for the name of the company, it is simple. Just name it after her. Or... Zhao Qinglan subconsciously thought of Xiao Yu, or it would be okay to use his name.

Zhao Qinglan cannot register a company by herself, as her age does not allow it.

However, she has already considered this issue. She can first register a company as her father, and then transfer the shares to her name. In this way, Zhao Qinglan will be the heir to the company, and her father will execute the shareholders' agreement on her behalf before she turns eighteen.

Quan, of course, as the heir, if his father agrees, Zhao Qinglan can legitimately manage the company.

Just thinking about something.

I felt my phone vibrate.

Zhao Qinglan glanced down.

There is information.

It’s from Xiao Yu.

Zhao Qinglan clicked on the message and took a look.

"Sister, there are two questions that I can't do. They are very difficult. Can you teach me tonight? I can't even do them."

Thinking of Xiao Yu who had become a little dumpling, Zhao Qinglan was slightly startled. She edited the text message with her finger and sent it.

"Well, come to my house tonight."

After the message was sent, Zhao Qinglan’s phone vibrated again after a while.

Xiao Yu: "Happy, happy, sister, you are the best. I will come in the evening."

Continue editing the message to send.

"Yeah."

"See you tonight, sister."

"Okay."

Looking at the message he sent, there are still a few typos in it, but it does not affect reading.

See the message.

Zhao Qinglan seemed to see in front of his eyes the current Xiao Yu's obedient little look with his head lowered.

"Heh..."

I didn’t understand before why all men’s families want to have a baby.

Now Zhao Qinglan understands a little bit, maybe this is the joy of raising cubs...

When I got home, it was already evening.

As night falls, the lanterns come on.

When Zhao Qinglan got home, she took a shower, changed into cartoon pajamas, sat on the sofa with slippers and wiped her hair.

When Xiao Yu arrived, Zhao Qinglan was sitting on the sofa enjoying her brother's hair blowing treatment.

When he saw Xiao Yu, he didn't forget to look up and say hello.

"Xiaotuanzi, you are here."

Xiao Yu: "Well, good evening, brother Qingyuan."

"Well, there are potato chips on the table. Take them for yourself." Zhao Qingyuan said casually and continued to blow dry his sister's hair, the hair dryer in his hand whirring.

"Sister Qinglan."

Seeing Xiao Yu walking forward, Zhao Qinglan raised her eyes and glanced at him and said calmly: "Sit down for a while, just wait."

He seems to be quite reserved.

Zhao Qinglan glanced at the table and said, "There are chocolates."

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