"After a while, go to my study to talk." He said.
She nodded and put a bite of pork belly contentedly into her mouth.
Qiao Shiwan pursed her lips and smiled softly, "Do you want to start a company?"
"Yeah." Qian Mian didn't deny it.
Qiao Shiwan only thought she had this idea, so she said to Feng Xian: "Axian, we need to teach more about the miraculous, she is still young and lacks experience."
"Mom, don't underestimate her." The man smiled.
Qiao Shiwan: "Mom is not underestimating it, it's worrying. It's not so easy to do a company. It's very tiring. I have to share the burden for her."
"Aunt Wan, I have experience."
"have experience?"
Qiao Shiwan was about to ask deeply, when suddenly, a dad da da sound came from the upper floor.
The three turned their heads together and saw Feng Can running down the stairs, looking at the watch on his wrist.
Today he is very different. Although he is still dressed in casual style, his clothes are no longer emerald green or bright orange, but pure and beautiful pure white. Only two circles of stripes are embellished on the sleeves on both sides, with a middle one in the middle. It's a fashionable pattern. The pants are paired with long trousers. The most important thing is that he wears a watch that he doesn't usually wear, and his hair has been shaken. When he ran over, a burst of perfume smelled.
Judging from his outfit, he looks a lot more stable than usual.
"Mom, I'm going out in a hurry, so I don't want to eat anymore."
"Hey hey, where are you going?"
Feng Can turned around and smiled at them: "Date."
"About..." Qiao Shiwan didn't react.
Feng Can shook the car key, and said to Feng Xian: "Brother, I drove the car away!"
When the words fell, there was no one to see.
Qiao Shiwan was a little excited: "Who does A Chan have an appointment with?"
"Isn't this guy asking those guys to go racing! Huh?" She changed her expression all at once.
Fengxian frowned: "Where did he find my key?"
Qianmiao silently lowered her head to eat, and occasionally glanced at the two of them. She could answer both questions, but she didn't intend to talk too much.
"No, he just sprayed perfume." Qiao Shiwan's face reappeared with joy, "When did this kid spray perfume? No, I have to ask."
Putting down the chopsticks, she went to get her mobile phone to call Feng Can.
After a while, Qianmiao and Fengxian also returned to the study room next door.
Feng Xian's hand took the document Qian Miao had just handed over and glanced at it, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Are you planning to eat Yun's?"
Qian Miao's back was leaning on the back of the chair, his posture was somewhat casual, and he lazily said: "Yes."
At 2:30 in the afternoon, Qian Mian came to Yun's report in casual clothes.
She didn't wear anything, just a mobile phone and a car key.
When she came to the front desk, she reported her name.
The front desk glanced at her with excitement in her eyes.
"Isn't that...Bai Mi?"
Without waiting for Qianmiao to speak, she said: "Big stars still come to our company for internship? Are you filming?"
"Miss Tang." A person suddenly appeared.
The front desk had to shut up first.
"Okay, I'm the secretary to the general manager. Just call me Cindy. The general manager makes me responsible for arranging the work. Then, please follow me."
Qian Miao followed her inside, and after passing by a large staff office, he walked around into a long corridor, and finally opened a room.
A sign hung in front of the door: Office of the Director of the Propaganda Department.
As soon as the door opened, there was a familiar female voice: "Copy these, bring it to me later, go."