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Chapter 350 Grandpa Nie, nice to meet you

"I just saw that Mr. Nie has been replying to messages, and I don't know who he is sending messages to. I heard that Mr. Nie is a serious person in private and rarely does this in public. I don't know who can let him be treated like this."

He must be a very powerful person, right?

He thought so in his heart but didn't say it out loud.

Everyone at their level is beyond their reach.

I guess it is another master.

Wei Ling looked at the old man with his head lowered from a distance, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she was still thinking about something.

It has been more than a month since Qiao Ai came to Beijing, and she has made great progress on the piano. Her original idea was that since her husband has brought her back to train her, she should train him well. Raising him will also be a help to the family. So she thought that if Mr. Nie returned to China,

If she could put Qiao Ai in Mr. Nie's name and get admitted to Qingdao University, and if she could find someone to clean up the scandal surrounding the city, Qiao Ai would be a good investment target.

Seeing that Mr. Nie was not interested in their piano association now, she looked worried and couldn't think of how to get close to him later.

Twenty minutes later, the meeting adjourned.

Wei Ling picked up the things on the table, declined the people who came to greet her, and walked in the opposite direction towards the old man who was also preparing to leave.

"Nie..."

She just shouted one word.

She saw someone taking a step ahead of her and walked up to Mr. Nie first.

Tang Wanru was arrogant by nature and came from a well-known family. She had a smooth life and rarely lowered her arrogance. But now she smiled as warmly as the spring breeze and greeted the old man in front of her with a very low attitude: "Hello, Mr. Nie, I am

She is Tang Wanru, the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family. This is my daughter, Xianrou."

She waved to Jiang Xianrou and said with a smile: "Xianrou, why don't you come over quickly and say hello to your Grandpa Nie."

Jiang Xianrou was extremely polite and said hello to the person in front of her in an elegant manner: "Hello, Grandpa Nie, I am Jiang Xianrou. I have heard my grandpa talk about you a long time ago. You have always been far away. It is an honor to meet you."

Nie Mi looked at the two people who suddenly blocked his way and frowned subconsciously. A hint of impatience flashed across his energetic face. But after hearing their self-introductions, his sullen expression softened slightly. He gave a favor and asked in a gentle tone: "

I haven't been back or visited your grandpa in the past few years. Is your grandpa in good health?"

He and Jiang Weishang are among the highest generation of people who respect traditional culture. Jiang Weishang is smooth in dealing with things and is better at dealing with people than him. When he encountered many problems in the early years, Jiang Weishang helped him solve them. The relationship has always been good.

An old friend with whom the relationship will never fade even if we don't see each other often.

Jiang Xianrou breathed a sigh of relief when she heard him talking to her in a gentle tone. She looked at him with starry eyes and replied respectfully: "My grandpa is in good health, but he always misses you. He said that he hasn't seen you for a long time and misses him very much.

A day when you eat and chat together.”

Nie Mi showed a nostalgic look on his face, and his expression softened a little, showing a rare smile: "...I will visit him when I have time."

Tang Wanru immediately spoke up: "Mr. Nie, do you have time in a week? I'll make a reservation at the Imperial Mansion and we can all have dinner together."

"A week later?" Nie Mi was worried. The results of the Qingdao University exams would just come out a week later. He would definitely go and check the results as soon as possible. However, after being distracted for a short time, he politely refused; "I may not have time."

After all, he is the descendant of an old friend, so he didn't say anything. "Well, I will contact Wei Shang when I have time. As for where to eat, I will decide when the time comes."

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