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Chapter 380: Mr. Ye Said You Like Adding Ice

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As soon as Qiao Nian entered, he saw Somo coming towards him.

Su Mo was wearing a silver-gray suit today. His height of 1.75 meters is not very tall in Beijing, but his facial features are straight, his back is always straight, and his spirit is upright.

As soon as he saw Qiao Nian, he showed a slight smile and walked over to say hello: "Miss Qiao."

"Yes." Qiao Nian agreed and walked towards the elevator: "Go up first."

Su Mo glanced in the direction Liang Lu was walking and followed her into the elevator.

Yuan Yongqin's office is on the 16th floor. The decoration style of the office is very similar to the decoration style of her office in the Ring City headquarters. They are both bright and atmospheric decoration styles.

It's not that particular about the decoration, but the office has good lighting and a good location. There is a large floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city scenery.

Su Mo led her in with ease. As soon as Qiao Nian entered, he walked to the bar: "Miss Qiao, sit on the sofa for a while and I will squeeze juice for you."

Probably because he was afraid that Qiao Nian would be bored, he continued: "I have put all the information that Mr. Yuan asked you to see on the sofa table. You can take a look first."

Qiao Nian gets a headache just thinking about orange juice. Seeing his busy back, she can only suppress the depression in her chest and walk to the sofa.

The office has a leather sofa, black style, very simple, with good leather.

At a glance, she saw the documents Sumo said were placed on the table. There were about seven or eight books stacked there in a thick stack.

Qiao Nian walked over and picked up a random book, then found a corner of the sofa and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, she heard Soma's voice inside.

"Those are the research projects that we, Chengfeng Group, want to fund this year. Mr. Yuan means that Miss Qiao, you can make the decision."

"Um."

Qiao Nian squinted her eyes and lowered her eyelashes to take a look...???.

Printed on the white document cover is a line of block letters - Research on the application value of minimally invasive surgery in neurosurgery.

A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She didn't expect that the first project she got was one related to medicine.

Just at this time, Sumo squeezed a glass of orange juice with a juice machine and took it out. He saw her leaning on the sofa and looking at the documents in her hand. She raised her lips and said, "There are many medical research projects applying for funding from us this year.

I remember there were two or three, and it was a coincidence that two of them were about the study of the brain."

He is a top student in finance and doesn't know much about medicine.

The only judgment was the name on the cover of the document. Sumo couldn't remember whether it was two or three project documents that had the name of Brain Surgery written on them.

He bent down and put the glass in front of Qiao Nian, and said with a smile: "Miss Qiao, I added two ice cubes for you. Mr. Yuan said that the last time she went to your birthday party, she met Mr. Ye who told her that you

She likes to add ice cubes to her drinks. Before she left, she specially told me to remember to add ice cubes to her drinks."

Qiao Nian was looking at it with nothing else in mind, but when he said this, his attention couldn't help but wander away, and the heat surged in his heart again.

She raised her eyelids, placed her slender fingers on the document, and her ink-spotted eyes were wild and dry: "Actually, there is no need to add..."

Halfway through his words, Qiao Nian couldn't figure out what the hell he was trying to explain.

But I’ve said it all.

She paused for two seconds and became more and more irritated: "I can drink it without ice."

Since Su Mo saw her in the morning, she had half-closed eyes and a sleepy expression as if she had not woken up, as if she was not interested in anything. Now he finally saw something on her face besides not waking up.

With an expression on his face, he smiled slightly and joked: "But you prefer adding ice, right?"

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