Chapter 4127： Let Nie Qingru be embarrassed

But at the same time, she already has a lot of domestic fans on her Instagram, and it's rare to see an idol's update, and when she clicks in, she sees such a post that cuts the head and tail.

Many people are curious about the gossip.

After coming and going, the traffic tilted to Qiao Nian's updated ins, and more people noticed this ins, and they all guessed the meaning of it.

Smith Bank is definitely a financial giant in State M, and the CEO behind this financial giant is said to be a 70-year-old woman.

This financial tycoon is very low-key. Most people only know that her family belongs to a veteran aristocrat, and she has not revealed much personal information so far.

Qiao Nian's INS undoubtedly smashed the veil of mystery of this financial giant, and even many people in M ​​state became addicted to it.

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The next morning.

Joe read early in the morning.

When she got up, Gu San hadn't gotten up yet.

Only Ye Wangchuan was reading a magazine on the sofa in the living room. Seeing her coming down the stairs, she got up and walked towards the kitchen: "Wait for me, I'll make you breakfast."

He stopped at the door, turned around and asked the girl, "What do you want to eat?"

Qiao Nian grabbed his hair, pulled the dining table and chairs and sat down casually, thought for a while and said, "Fried eggs with soy milk."

"Okay." Ye Wangchuan went back to the refrigerator and took out the eggs, and said to her, "Five minutes, you can play games."

"Yeah." Qiao Nian propped his chin on his elbows, his half-closed eyes revealed the sleepiness of not waking up, and the blue-black under the eyelids showed that he didn't sleep well last night.

Actually she didn't sleep well last night.

After returning from Chenyuan, Qiao Nian built an AI experiment program on the computer, input several sets of data given to her by Master Cheng, and used the computer 3D simulation experiment to analyze the results several times.

Computers are much faster than humans.

But after all, it is a super 3S level experiment, even using AI program to do simulation analysis took a lot of time.

Qiao Nian turned off the computer at three in the morning and went to bed.

Fall asleep at five o'clock.

It's 7:30 now.

It is equivalent to that she only slept for two and a half hours last night, and it is normal for her to wake up in the morning in a bad mood.

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Ye Wangchuan said 5 minutes, and sure enough, he only spent 5 minutes to make the breakfast that Qiao Nian wanted to eat, put it in front of the girl, and poured her a cup of hot soy milk along the way.

There is a lot of milk at home.

Soy milk is relatively small.

Fortunately, Gu San belongs to the character of an old woman who likes to prepare a little bit of everything. There are soybeans brought from Beijing in the refrigerator. You only need to use a juicer to squeeze them out and heat them to boil.

Qiao Nian held a fried egg in his mouth, and skillfully added sugar to the soy milk.

She adds a lot.

It took three spoonfuls of sugar before stopping.

Then Qiao Nian took a bite of the fried egg, stirred the sugar evenly with a spoon, and took a sip of hot soybean milk from the glass.

The warm and sweet soy milk rolls into the stomach, which relieves a lot of stomach discomfort caused by staying up late.

Qiao Nian's expression relaxed, and his mood improved.

While eating breakfast, he said to him: "I'm going to stay in the First Research Institute today, and I may not come back until evening. You don't need to worry about me at noon. I'll tell you when the evening is over."

"good."

Ye Wangchuan agreed very naturally, and gave her a piece of paper to wipe her mouth and put it where Qiao Nian could reach it, it was extremely delicate.

Of course Qiao Nian noticed this detail out of the corner of his eye. After eating the breakfast he made in two or three bites, he wiped his mouth, pulled away the chair and stood up.

"I'm going to wash up."

"Um."

Ye Wangchuan followed her and got up to pack the cups and saucers, familiarly making Qiao Nian feel guilty.