Chapter 259: Thank You (4)
"What is the reason?" said Principal Lin. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wen Ran didn't answer and asked, "Who are you going to send the paintings?"
Principal Lin was stunned, frowned, and said, "It should be okay to let a secretary send it, or let Director Liu have a hard trip?"
Wen Ran waved his hand: "You don't need it, you just let the female student who painted it send it, it will definitely be more effective than you going in person." ”
"You mean Qiao Yingying from the art department?" Principal Lin thought about it, and suddenly his face became strange, and he hesitated: "This... Does she have anything to do with Mr. Guan...?"
"What's the matter, young people are still breaking the law by looking at each other? Mr. Guan is single at this age, isn't it normal to like beautiful and smart little girls, are you stupid to care about students?" Wen Ran scoffed unceremoniously.
Principal Lin didn't care about his tone, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "How can I manage this, it's just that there is no good word about the association between female college students and rich businessmen, so I can't be sensitive as the principal." Then let her give it a ride, it makes sense. ”
So not long after, after the orders were issued, Qiao Yingying, who was practicing in the studio, received a notice from the counselor.
"Let me send the painting?" The news was so sudden that she couldn't react for a while.
"Yes, and the principal made it clear that it must be handed over to Mr. Guan himself. You should come to the office after class, get your things and go over as soon as possible, and the expenses will be reimbursed. The counselor hung up the phone after neatly explaining, and Qiao Yingying held the phone in the chair and was stunned for a while.
She was very happy to meet Guan Mufeng at the ceremony, because it was a coincidence, she could hide in the corner and secretly watch him without worrying too much. But now that she took the initiative to find him, she was really a little nervous. Will the gentleman see her, and will he be very unhappy when he sees her? Thinking of Guan Mufeng's figure that day and leaving quickly, she had no confidence at all, and she couldn't help but feel sad and worried.
In the dormitory, Shen Wanqiu and the three of them waited for her to leave in the morning, turned on the computer, clicked on the video webpage, and checked the latest progress.
"The number of hits is rising, but these comments are too ugly, right? All the dirty water can be spilled, and I wonder if someone's water army is coming to trap us. Lu Sini looked at the latest few pages of messages, and found that more and more negative comments were directed at Qiao Yingying, what is the habit, she likes to hook up with rich people, and she said it categorically, as if she saw it with her own eyes, she was really angry.
"Fortunately, Yingying never looks at these, otherwise she would not be sad. Now it seems that it is really not easy to be a star, and you have to be scolded for no reason. Wu Yanjia sighed.
Shen Wanqiu flipped through the web page, and suddenly slapped the table fiercely: "I think someone must be doing ghosts, Yingying is so low-key, I don't even know a few people in our school, where did these people who say they have seen her and her come from?"
"It makes sense, but the keyboard warriors are so fearless because they can't be found, and it's useless for us to be angry. Lu Sini sighed.
Shen Wanqiu bit his lip and thought about it, then suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and hooked his hand at them, and the three of them got together and bit their ears.
When it was time to eat at noon, Qiao Yingying couldn't drag it on, so she had to pack up her things and return to the dormitory from the studio, because she was blown all the way by the cold wind of late autumn, her little face was pale, and she lost her blood color from the past, and she looked sick and weak.
Shen Wanqiu and the three of them looked at her pale little face and big eyes with sorrow, I really felt pity, and suddenly felt that the plan that I thought was unreliable just now seemed to be a little more likely, and the three of them exchanged glances with each other and decided to implement it immediately.
"Yingying, why did you come back so early? Didn't you say you were going to spend a day in the studio today?" Lu Sini was the first to speak.
"Oh, the teacher told me to send a painting, I'll come back and clean it up. Qiao Yingying said, sat down on the edge of the bed, puffed out her cheeks, and had no intention of cleaning up.
"Who are you going to give you a painting? Look at your worried look. Looking at her expression, everyone was a little strange.
"No, it's my cold that hasn't gotten better, and I'm a little top-heavy. Qiao Yingying cheered up and replied with a smile, "The painting was given to Mr. Guan, and it was the one painted at the school celebration last time." ”
As she spoke, she took two breaths to cheer up, stood up and took the bag from the chair, and squinted at the three of them: "Let's go to dinner, let's leave after eating!"
"Okay, then let's eat!" Wu Yanjia grabbed her and prepared to go out.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Shen Wanqiu suddenly called out to them, turned around and took out a medicine box from the drawer, "Yingying, you haven't recovered from your cold, if you suddenly sneeze and have a runny nose or something when you send the painting, it's not good, let's eat this medicine later, it will work quickly!"
Qiao Yingying looked at the capsule in her hand, her delicate brows furrowed, and asked weakly, "Do you have to eat it?"
Shen Wanqiu and the three of them nodded in unison.
"Oh well. Qiao Yingying pursed her lips, reluctantly took the medicine, and stuffed it into her bag.
During the meal, Shen Wanqiu watched her take the medicine before letting her go with satisfaction, Lu Sini was a little puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "Wanqiu, why do you have to take that medicine for Yingying, if Yingying has a cold, how can our plan be implemented?"
"Hehe, you don't understand this, it's easy to get sleepy after taking that kind of medicine, although Yingying has a cold, the symptoms are not very obvious, we have to give her more strength!" Shen Wanqiu squeezed his eyes and said with a snicker.
Qiao Yingying went to the teacher's office, took a delicate mahogany box, and after the counselor told her, she let her go.
After getting into the taxi, Qiao Yingying was stunned with the wooden box, nervous and expectant, and didn't notice that it was already raining outside the window.
"Little girl, the road is blocked in front of you due to a car accident, you see why don't you run over directly, just take a short cut of the road. When the car was about to arrive, the master suddenly turned to her and said.
Qiao Yingying listened and looked ahead, and sure enough, the road was temporarily blocked, but it was very close to Huaxin Building, so she nodded, paid and got out of the car.
That's when she realized that it was raining outside. She hurriedly took the wooden box in her arms and ran all the way into the Huaxin Building under the fine and dense rain.
Someone was swiping a card in front of CEFC's exclusive elevator, and Qiao Yingying hurriedly followed and got in.
"Hey, this is a special elevator for CEFC employees, others can't-" A girl in professional clothes frowned when she saw this, and when she saw her face clearly, she immediately stopped talking, and almost jumped up in surprise, "It's you, I haven't seen you for a long time, we all thought you weren't coming! Why are you wet?"
Qiao Yingying looked at her when she heard this, and sure enough, she felt a little familiar, she should be an administrative girl working on the 58th floor.
"Well, hello. I'm fine. Coming back here again, she was a little embarrassed, and after a gentle hello, she lowered her head and stood quietly aside.
Seeing that she didn't seem to want to speak, the girl didn't ask much although she was curious, not to mention that there were other people on the side.
The other two people in the elevator should be a father and son, and from the sporadic conversations between the executive girl and them, they should have come to visit.
Qiao Yingying stood attentively, just waiting for the elevator to open.
"Little girl, you... Did you go to Stationery Street last month to find a special kind of paper and ink?" The middle-aged man glanced at Qiao Yingying, hesitated for a while and asked.
Qiao Yingying was stunned, turned her head to look at the middle-aged man, and nodded: "Yes, you are...?"
"Oh, I have a shop there, and I see you're familiar, so ask. Did you find that kind of paper later?" asked the middle-aged man in a friendly manner.
"Well, I found it. Qiao Yingying thought for a moment and replied.
"Oh, that's good, that's good. The middle-aged man nodded and didn't speak again.
The executive girl was a little surprised. Haicheng is so big, this person has actually seen Qiao Yingying, it's too coincidental, right? I heard that the father and son were specially invited to visit by the president, is there some reason in between?
Her eyes swept over Qiao Yingying, and she felt more and more that there must be a story in it.
With a ding, the elevator reached their floor, Qiao Yingying saw them leave, but the middle-aged man took a step behind, turned to her and said, "After you left that day, Mr. Guan came to our store to inquire about paper and ink for you." You've found it yourself, but I guess I'll tell you about it. ”
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he left, Qiao Yingying stood in place, her big eyes instantly flooded with moisture, and the words of the middle-aged man just now continued to echo in her heart.
I'll ask you about paper and ink...
I'll ask you about paper and ink...
It turned out that even if he knew that he had deceived him, the husband would still help her, just like he did at the banquet that day, and be the first to relieve her.
Her nose was sore, her throat was hot, tears were rolling in her eyes, but her heart was as warm as spring.
I'll be able to see you soon. She sniffed, looked at the wooden box in her arms and smiled extremely sweetly.