The first time Fu Ge saw this rumored master, he felt that he had seen it at first, but he didn't remember it for a moment. He stood beside Wen Ziyu, his nervous back tense.

"Hello, Mr. Nie."

Wen Ziyu seemed more relaxed than him, better at expressing himself, sweet-mouthed and sensible: "I wish you a happy birthday, today every year, today every year. Blessings are as good as the East China Sea and longevity is higher than the sky."

After comparing this, the gap suddenly emerged.

Fu Ge wanted to make up for it. Seeing Nie Mi saying thank you coldly, he turned his head and talked to Wen Ruxia. He wanted to come up and please him, but he didn't know what to do for a while, but he was afraid that he would backfire.

I can only stand there.

...

Nie Mi and Wen Ruxia talked about the music exchange meeting, but they didn't want to talk much.

He picked up the cell phone next to him. He had just taken a casual look, but he didn't know what news he saw. He swept away his fatigue, stood up, interrupting Wen Ruxia who was still talking to him, and said:

"I'll go out to pick me up, you can do it yourself."

This is the first time Wen Ruxia has seen this reaction. A thought flashed into her mind, and she felt it was unlikely. She nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, Mr. Nie, go and do it."

"Yes." Nie Mi is not the kind of person who likes to be polite to others. He hurried away with his cell phone.

Fu Ge looked at his back as he hurriedly left, and secretly guessed in his heart that it was a big man in Beijing that was coming, and even Mr. Nie went out to greet him in person.

It should be another person who can't even reach the tiptoe!

*

Outside the banquet hall, Qiao Nian found a corner and stood there waiting.

She threw her shoulder bag in the hotel room, wearing a baseball cap, covering her delicate and beautiful eyebrows, putting one hand in her pocket, and a headphone cable was worn out from the brim of the hat, and the headphones were stuffed into her ears, holding the cell phone in the other hand, looking down

information.

She stood freely and did not pay attention to the eyes around her, nor did she feel that she was too obedient.

The fact is that many people passing by and about to enter. When Yu Guang noticed her, he couldn't help but look at her direction.

Some people couldn't help asking their friends around them.

"Here, did you see the girl standing there? She looks pretty young. Who do you know? Do you know?"

"Don't recognize."

"Oh, maybe it's the hotel."

The speaker shook his head, a little disappointed, reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and followed his companions to enter the banquet hall, thinking in his mind that the girl was very beautiful and was not a person in the circle.

Qiao Nian had headphones stuffed in her ears, but she didn't hear them talking about herself. After waiting for about five minutes, she raised her head and took off the headphones with one hand. She saw the old man wearing a double-breasted Zhongshan suit hurried out.

Who isn't Nie Mi?

She raised her hand to greet the old man looking for her everywhere: "I'm here."

When Nie Mi heard her voice, he turned around and saw the unruly figure. A smile appeared on his face and walked over quickly: "Why don't you reply to my message?"

"I sent you a message from nine in the morning to ask you to come down, and you didn't return to me at five in the afternoon, which made me think you would let me go.

"I haven't had a good sleep these two days. I accidentally fell asleep and just woke up,"

As she said, she took out a small box from her pocket and handed it over. Her eyes were clear and transparent, and she restrained the banditry inside, looking serious and serious.
Chapter completed!