Chapter 4742： He wants to pick up the plane

Chapter 4742 He wants to pick up the plane

Zhang Yang said there was no, so there definitely wasn’t.

“It’s okay if she doesn’t have it, so she doesn’t attract sister Qiao’s attention.” Qin Si learned that Haitong didn’t have an invitation letter, so he put the matter behind him to avoid any bad luck.

"That's what I'm looking for you for. I have other things to do." He pressed the window of the car and looked outside. As he approached the company, he said to Zhang Yang, "Let's meet up later when we have time."

"Okay, I won't disturb Mr. Qin." Zhang Yang was very knowledgeable and said, "I wonder when Miss Qiao will come back and whether she would like to eat that hot pot."

Qin Si was about to hang up the phone, but when he heard his murmur, he frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then said to him: "Tomorrow. Sister Qiao will come back tomorrow. Ask your friend to free up the seat in case she wants to eat. We’ll go over there.”

"good."

Everyone around him knew that Qiao Nian liked hot pot. The hot pot restaurant opened by Zhang Yang's friend had a typical Sichuan and Chongqing taste.

In Beijing, it is generally on the lighter side and is very rare in taste.

People in their circle actually rarely eat delicacies such as hot pot, preferring Chinese food, Western food, French food, etc. with elegant and thoughtful table manners.

Until Qiao Nian came from Baocheng.

Qiao Nian likes to eat Sichuan and Chongqing cuisine.

Ye Wangchuan always accommodates Qiao Nian's taste.

Together with them, the proud sons and young men began to change their tastes one by one, and after eating Sichuan and Chongqing cuisine several times.

Zhang Yang and the others don’t say how much they like it, but at least they can eat it.

Zhang Yang is a very smart person. If Miss Qiao and Mr. Ye are coming back, he will definitely want to pick them up.

However, his status is quite different after all.

He couldn't tell Qin Si directly to take him with him, so he thought of Qiao Nian's love for hot pot, so he gave himself a chance.

"I promise to reserve a seat." Zhang Yang said with a slight smile: "I know Miss Qiao likes to eat, and I have even invested in it. As long as Miss Qiao wants to eat, she can go there at any time." After he found a friend to invest in the stock, he mentioned it A request.

The box where Qiao Nian usually sits is reserved all year round, so that no one else can sit. This ensures that no matter how good the business in the store is, Qiao Nian can always have a seat whenever he goes.

Three million of the investment fee is just a small amount of money for Zhang Yang. His intelligence lies in that he can always do these small details well.

"I can rest assured that you can do things." Qin Si admired his cleverness, otherwise he wouldn't have taken him to play with him: "I'll pick you up at the airport with me later."

Zhang Yang was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. He hurriedly said: "Thank you, Mr. Qin!"

"Yeah." Qin Si responded and said no more to him: "I'm at the company, let's talk later."

“Okay, goodbye, Mr. Qin.” Zhang Yang hung up the phone very wisely.

Qin Si then put down his cell phone, looked at the time, and called his mother again to ask her about the next board meeting.

Then I took out my laptop in the car and got busy.

He now began to fully take over the affairs of the family.

However, he has no idea of ​​entering into politics like Bo Jingxing. He mainly focuses on taking over the group company from his mother.

His goal is very clear, which is to first improve his own strength and voice in the family, and then bring up the matter of Guan Yan with his mother again.

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 Qiao Nian made arrangements to fly back tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Then she went alone to the dungeon where everyone from the Hidden Family was previously imprisoned.

The previously overcrowded dungeon now only had a skinny figure curled up in the corner. It was almost impossible to see what his face looked like under the cover of his messy hair.

(End of this chapter)