Chapter 202: What Would Qin Xin Do If He Was Alive?

Seeing that Rhodiola had found such a lame reason to escape, Qin Xinfeng covered his face messily.

Uncle, it's better for you to pee than this bad excuse.

Intelligence quotient!

IQ is a good thing, don't lose it.

The lecture lasted less than 1 hour, and the speaker slipped away, and the scene was a bit chaotic.

The students wailed:

"I haven't heard enough of it, but Chairman Red just talked about whether the BMP-16 can heal people with crippled legs...... Can or can't? I didn't hear the answer, so worrying! ”

"That's it, I still want to hear about this R&D team, whether it will recruit college students to intern, and I am willing to volunteer for free!"

"I still want to ask President Red for an autograph, he's such a lovely uncle! Why do you have a daughter-in-law and give birth to a child, woo woo woo ......"

In the crowd, Lan Yingjun was particularly lost.

He prepared a few wonderful questions, ready to be raised in the Q&A session at the end of the lecture to attract Rhodiola's attention, and then took the opportunity to talk to Rhodiola and get in touch with the big guy.

Maybe it will help his pharmaceutical company.

As a result, the big guy left halfway.

It's all over.

White ready!

Lan Yingjun's face was very bad.

It just so happened that Qin Wenrou changed his clothes and hurriedly ran back: "Brother Jun, what's wrong?" Don't you listen to the lecture anymore? Shall we go to the movies? ”

Lan Yingjun's tone was a little displeased: "Don't make trouble." At this time, I don't have the heart to watch a movie! ”

There are a lot of things in the company, and the capital chain is tight, and he is really annoyed!

Qin Wenrou observed his words and quickly changed his tone: "Brother Jun, I'm not greedy for fun watching movies, but I heard that the recently released Shen Bingxue's "The Bravery of a Girl" was invested by bigwigs in the pharmaceutical industry. Let's take a look, when you chat with investors and talk about business, you also have to talk about it, right? ”

Lan Yingjun's face finally eased a lot: "Okay." ”

Qin Wenrou is good at this, revolving around him all the time, no matter what he does, he always puts his career first.

He needs such a woman.

He needs such a well-behaved, sensible woman who adores him.

But for some reason, the face of a handsome girl with short hair came to mind.

If Qin Xin was still alive, what would he do?

Maybe he's still cold to him.

Maybe he would glare at him with disgust.

She never seemed to have fulfilled her girlfriend obligations to him, and even the first date was because of the matchmaking between the Qin family and the Lan family, she just didn't have time to object.

Lan Yingjun closed his eyes a little suffocated.

"Let's go."

==

The lecture was stopped halfway through, and the appointment could not go on.

Nalan Yejue glanced at the time, it was only past four o'clock in the afternoon.

It's not a good time to talk about dinner together.

Beside him, Qin Xin had already gotten up, and a touch of coldness appeared on his white little face, as if he would decisively spit out the word "goodbye" from his lips in the next second.

Nalan Nightlord didn't give her a chance to say "goodbye".

He said softly, "Help me push the wheelchair." ”

Qin Xin's lips moved, and he couldn't refuse: "Okay...... bar. ”

Her hand touched the cold armrest of the wheelchair, and she was a little more awake.

Thinking of the original intention of dating him today, she wanted to get straight to the point and mention the divorce: "Mr. Nalan, let's talk about ......"

Nalan Yejue suddenly opened her mouth and politely interrupted her: "Miss Qin, I may want to trouble you to help me drive the car." The traffic outside seems a bit complicated. ”

His long eyelashes moved slightly, and his eyes lit up to the parking lot outside the lecture hall.