Chapter 4269： Sister Nian: They are on the plane on the 8th

Chapter 4269 Sister Nian: They are on the plane on the 8th

Yuan Yongqin gave enough face even if there was a quarrel, and shouted: "Su Mo, send the APE people to the hotel."

"good."

Su Mo is in his thirties, wearing a neat black suit, which is really elegant and conspicuous.

He turned around and said to the two people in APE: "Boss Yuan has booked a hotel for the two of you, and I'll ask the driver to take you there."

Su Mo had a way of making people comfortable, with an impeccable smile on his face, as if the two of them had never had a fierce dispute before.

APE and APE knew that they were in Yuan Yongqin's territory, so they didn't dare to lose face too much, so they nodded and agreed.

Sumo leads the way.

The two then left the conference room.

Tao Leyi was a little uneasy: "Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Yongqin put his hand on her shoulder and patted her lightly, stretched his brows, and said to her gently: "Don't worry, we will take care of the rest."

Tao Leyi settled down and nodded heavily: "Thank you, Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Yongqin patted her lightly twice again, silently calming her emotions, then told the head of the design department, and went back to the office first.

**

Independent Continent.

Qiao Nian was busy until eight o'clock in the evening. After eating, he chatted a few words about raw materials with Master Cheng who called.

After she got out of the shower and looked at the bright moon outside, she remembered that Yuan Yongqin had called her in the afternoon, and she said she would call back at night.

Fortunately, there is a time difference between Independence Island and Beijing.

Independence Island is close to one o'clock in the morning, and it's just getting dark in Beijing.

Qiao Nian was wearing a bathrobe, her hair was still wet on her shoulders, and a swan neck was exposed at the open neckline. She was handsome and unruly.

She picked up the phone, walked to the sofa and sat down dangling her legs, then found Yuan Yongqin's number and dialed it back again.

The phone rang twice before answering.

Qiao Nian didn't know what was going on outside yet, so she said lightly, "Aunt Yuan, what are you looking for this afternoon?"

Yuan Yongqin said in no hurry: "Are you done?"

"Just finished working."

Qiao Nian took the Coke from the table, was about to pull the tab, and remembered what someone had been whispering in her ear for the past two days, so she picked up her phone and got up to get a cup of warm water, and sat back down again.

"Aunt Yuan, just speak up."

Yuan Yongqin is no longer coy: "In fact, there is a small situation, and the thing is like this..."

Yuan Yongqin told her about what happened to Tao Leyi, including the people from APE who came to her today, and she also told Qiao Nian about it.

Qiao Nian was drinking water with a glass in his hand, but when he heard behind him, he put the water glass on the table, his eyes gradually became sharper.

"The Nie family?"

Yuan Yongqin smiled wryly: "Yes, it's such a coincidence. APE told me that Tao Leyi's work collided with the Nie family's work in country m. I was surprised at the time and thought they were joking. It turned out that it was really them, APE meant to say They submitted their work two days before us."

Qiao Nian has seen Tao Leyi's works, works that are extremely crafted and culturally inherited from his ancestors, how could he bump into someone.

She immediately asked Yuan Yongqin: "Aunt Yuan, what date did you send the email?"

"Number 10." After Yuan Yongqin finished speaking, he asked her again: "Is there a problem with the time?"

Qiao Nian twitched the corners of her mouth, and smiled dryly. The smile didn't reach her eyes, and soon faded away. She said softly to Yuan Yongqin, "On the 8th, they are still in Independence Island and are preparing to go back."

Yuan Yongqin still didn't understand.

Qiao Nian licked his dry mouth, stood up and walked to the open-air balcony. Seeing the night outside, he calmed down a little, and said to Yuan Yongqin, "They are on the plane going back, how can they have time to submit their works?"

(end of this chapter)