Qiao Simu was lying on the bed, contacting Situ Qing, asking him to help find out the specific situation of Zhang Ma's family.
The screen suddenly lit up with an incoming call from Wei Shuxian.
Qiao Simu hesitated for a moment and answered Wei Shuxian's call, but said nothing.
"Qiao Simu, Qiao Simu? Are you listening to the phone?" Wei Shuxian asked without hearing Qiao Simu's voice.
Qiao Simu responded angrily: "I'm here."
Wei Shuxian said impatiently: "You can't say anything after you answer the phone. Saying one more word will make you thirsty to death."
Qiao Simu: "..."
It's late at night, did you take any gunpowder?
Qiao Simu responded again: "Oh."
Wei Shuxian: "..."
Forget it, why is she arguing with a fool like this?
Anyway, I didn’t expect Qiao Simu, a fool, to say anything.
Clearing her throat, she spoke with a bit of pride: "Your sister, you won the gold medal in the Qianbi Competition that you participated in a few days ago. Your dad and I decided to hold a banquet for Siyu tomorrow night to celebrate it. You tomorrow night
Come back together too."
Qiao Simu congratulated: "Wow! My sister is so awesome! How does my sister sharpen pencils? I can't sharpen them well every time...
But if my sister can win the prize, then she must be very good, so Mumu will have someone to help sharpen her pencils in the future!"
Wei Shuxian listened to Qiao Simu's words, his forehead was full of black lines, and he gritted his teeth and said: "It's Qianbi, for drawing, not for pencils! It's not for sharpening pencils, then..."
Wei Shuxian wanted to explain the difference between the two to Qiao Simu, but after talking for a long time, she realized belatedly that she had nothing to say to a fool.
"Anyway, remember to come back tomorrow night!" After saying that, Wei Shuxian hung up the phone.
Qiao Siyu looked at Wei Shuxian's displeased face, curled her lips and said, "Mom, what does it matter if that fool comes back? It's just the right thing if she doesn't come back. I don't want others to know that I have such a sister."
Wei Shuxian gently poked Qiao Siyu's forehead: "You are still too young. She is also living in the Fu family now and has a close relationship with Young Master Chen.
As long as we spread the news about our marriage with the Fu family, the identities of those who come tomorrow will be completely different."
Although Wei Shuxian has always thought that the Qiao family is good, it is completely incomparable to a family like the Fu family.
Wei Shuxian patiently said to Qiao Siyu: "The better the status of the guests, the more beneficial it will be to you."
Qiao Siyu immediately understood the meaning of Wei Shuxian's words, and her face turned slightly red, "Mom, I'm still young, so I don't want to think about these things just yet. I still want to spend more time with you and dad at home."
Although she said this, Qiao Siyu's mind had already flown to the night when she went to Fu's house to attend the banquet.
It was the first time in her life that she attended such a high-end banquet. At that time, she casually asked Zhang Ma about the identities of some people. They were all wealthy families much more powerful than the Qiao family.
Even if you pick a random person to get married, it's all a high pursuit.
Wei Shuxian smiled happily and said: "I'm very happy that you have this intention, but you are not young anymore. Let's fall in love and get engaged, and then you can get married in about time.
Tomorrow, you have to seize the opportunity."
Qiao Siyu nodded with a blush on her face.
Fu family...
Qiao Simu lay on the bed, thinking for a long time about whether to go to Qiao's house tomorrow.
Thinking of Zhang Ma, maybe Wei Shuxian will know more about Zhang Ma, so I'd better go back and see if I can ask anything from Wei Shuxian.
The last time I went back to Qiao's house, it seemed that Zhang Ma had some handle or weakness that Wei Shuxian and his daughter had grasped. If possible, it would be a good choice to help Zhang Ma solve it.
After making the decision, Qiao Simu went to Fu Zhuochen and told him about the matter.
When Qiao Simu came to Fu Zhuochen's study, Jiang Gao was still reporting some work to him in Fu Zhuochen's study.
"Is Brother Glasses still here? It's so hard." Qiao Simu said, blinking.
Listening to Qiao Simu's casual words, Jiang Gao was moved to tears.
It is really not easy to work hard as a worker.
Sensing the warning look from Fu Zhuochen, Jiang Gao straightened his expression and said seriously: "It's not hard, it's not hard, it's all necessary for work, it's all easy."
Seeing Jiang Gao's duplicity, like a forced woman from a good family, I felt sorry for him for a second.
Fu Zhuochen looked at Qiao Simu and asked warmly: "What's the matter with coming to me so late?"
Qiao Simu raised her cell phone and said, "Mom just called me and asked me to go back to Qiao's house for dinner tomorrow night and said...
Oh, my sister won the prize in the pencil sharpening competition! Let’s celebrate!”
Qiao Simu thought for a long time before coming up with the name of the event. After saying it, he nodded seriously.
Well, that must be the name, that’s right!
When Jiang Gao heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Pencil sharpening contest?
Is there such a strange game?
Do you want to go out of your way to celebrate?
Is he too old? Is he no longer able to keep up with the trends of this society?
Fu Zhuochen said to Qiao Simu: "I still have some things to deal with tomorrow. Let Jiang Gao accompany you back then."
He held such a banquet for no reason, and even sent a message to Mumu to go back.
What article does the Qiao family want to use Mumu for?
Jiang Gao: "???"
Jiang Gao: "Okay, Miss Qiao, I will pick you up and take you to Qiao's house tomorrow night."
Qiao Simu was very happy: "Okay! Thank you for your hard work, Brother Glasses! Treat you to some sweets!"
After saying that, Qiao Simu took out a small piece of chocolate from his pocket and gave it to Jiang Gao.
Jiang Gao took the chocolate very naturally.
The smile on Qiao Simu's face became even brighter, and he waved his paw towards Jiang Gao: "See you tomorrow night, brother with glasses!"
After saying that, Qiao Simu turned around and left.
Fu Zhuochen couldn't help but frown.
Is his presence so low?
Qiao Simu walked to the door, then thought of something belatedly, and waved his paw at Fu Zhuochen: "Good night, brother!"
Fu Zhuochen's frowned eyebrows relaxed a little.
Looking at Jiang Gao again, he saw Jiang Gao looking at the chocolate in his hand with a smile on his face. His eyebrows that had just been loosened wrinkled again and he coughed.
Jiang Gao immediately turned his attention back to Fu Zhuochen: "President."
Seeing that Fu Zhuochen's face seemed to be a little worse than before, Jiang Gao's desire for survival suddenly rose, and he carefully brought the chocolate to Fu Zhuochen: "President, do you want to eat it?"
Fu Zhuochen glanced at the chocolate in Jiang Gao's hand and said with disdain, "I don't like candy."
"Okay." Jiang Gao stuffed the chocolate into his pocket very naturally, preparing to take it back to eat.
Seeing Jiang Gao's natural movements, Fu Zhuochen's eyebrows and his heart skipped a beat, and for a moment he regretted rejecting the chocolate.