Mr. Jiang didn't understand either, but he was calmer than Jiang Zongnan, with a calm and energetic face. He only said: "The visitor is a guest, and we can greet him as we should."
He thought for a moment and then added: "...It should be the person Mr. Ye called."
The circle in Beijing is not small, but there are only a few people at the top of the pyramid. People like Ji Nan are probably only available to Ye Wangchuan.
Not Ye Wangchuan, but Qin Si and his ilk.
It could also be Ye Lan or Wen Ruxia, but these people are buying Ye Wangchuan's face!
Jiang Zongnan naturally understood this, nodded, and calmed down: "Yes, I understand."
He was quick to agree, but he was a bit unreasonable in his heart. Ji Nan was too low-key and didn't have contact with people in the circle. He didn't know what kind of temper Ji Nan was and whether he could get along with him. He said he was just greeting guests in case he offended someone.
It’s also troublesome.
…
The young man walked slowly, carrying a bag while looking at his cell phone, seemingly sending a message.
Finally, he walked up to Jiang Zongnan and Mr. Jiang who were waiting, put away his cell phone, suppressed the scorn on his face, and handed the bag in his hand respectfully and with a good attitude: "Mr. Jiang, congratulations. This is
Please accept a little bit of my thoughts."
"Thanks."
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Jiang Weishang thanked him.
Jiang Zongnan took the bag from his hand, not knowing what was in it, and just exchanged a few words.
Qiao Nian walked over slowly.
She was wearing a peaked cap, and her whole body was very conspicuous. She walked up to Mr. Jiang, raised her eyes and glanced at the young man standing there. His expression was indifferent, as if he didn't recognize him. Her eyes fell on the old man sitting in the wheelchair, and she greeted him politely.
: "Grandpa, I'm here."
"Nian Nian is here." Mr. Jiang wiped away his previous politeness and calmed down. He showed a kind smile on his face and his eyes lit up. He hurriedly waved to her and asked her to come over and come to him: "Come on, let me take a look.
.”
"..." If it were anyone else, Qiao Nian might not have gone there. In front of the old man, she calmed down her temper and looked like she was easy to talk to. She walked over obediently to the old man and let him look him up and down.
It's holding hands, and it's looking carefully.
"I've lost weight." After looking at her for a long time, Mr. Jiang came to the conclusion that he was very distressed and asked her: "Is it because you are too tired from the college entrance examination? Look at her face, she has lost a lot of weight."
Qiao Nian never paid attention to her weight, and she didn't pay much attention to her appearance, so Mr. Jiang said that she had lost weight. She didn't know if she had really lost weight. She originally wanted to raise her hand to touch the brim of her hat, but felt that this action was impolite.
, she put her hand down halfway and said, "I'll eat more in the future."
"Hmm, eat more and don't lose weight. Girls are better looking if they are fatter. Lucky you, you are just too thin." Mr. Jiang hadn't seen anyone for a long time. When he finally saw someone, he wanted to drag the girl over.
Look, there is concern and happiness in his eyes: "You used to be far away from me when you were in the city, and your brother was too careless to take care of you. Now that you have come to Beijing, grandpa takes care of you and gives you every week.
Just make some soup and drink it to get more nutrients."
Soup every week…
The corner of Qiao Nian's mouth twitched, feeling quite annoyed.
But she didn't say anything. She just said "ah" and understood.
Mr. Jiang pulled her and wanted to ask her about the college entrance examination and life around the city. However, he noticed the young man who was still standing beside him from the corner of his eye. He was still filled with joy, endured it, and smiled.