Chapter 829: President, He's a Voice Controller! 46
I told him about the fact that I was reading a book and didn't read the news just now, and the guy over there barely responded, looking like he was not very satisfied with Chu Ci's answer, and chatted for a while, and saw that the people around him were still turning on the small lights, and there was no one who had already slept, so he bent the corners of his lips and turned on the voice mode.
Qiao Sirui was sitting on the small sofa on the balcony at the moment, the small apartment he lived in was bought for him by his father before, but by the time he first got in touch with company affairs in his freshman year and invested in shares, the money in his account was far from what ordinary people could imagine.
It is a duplex apartment, one on every two floors, a total of fourteen floors, and there are only seven households.
The place where Qiao Sirui is staying at the moment is said to be a balcony, but it is also surrounded by glass, which looks like a small glass dining room for a party, with only a set of tables and chairs in it.
He twisted a lit cigarette in his hand, and put his mobile phone on the table next to him, Qiao Sirui took a puff of cigarette, his eyes were a little unpredictable in the night, and he just finished saying a few words to the little girl, seeing that the little girl had not replied, Liang Jiuzhou was sending a message frantically over there.
Qiao Sirui, who had been ignoring him, finally took the time to glance at Liang Jiuzhou's information.
Swiping up further is the chat log of the two, which shows how Qiao Sirui has harassed Liang Jiuzhou at the back of the party because he didn't have class the next morning in the spirit of being a bastard in the past few hours, in the spirit of not sleeping and not letting anyone else sleep.
Liang Jiuzhou was also depressed, deeply feeling that he owed this guy something in his previous life, how could it be the same as debt collection, and why even this time made people uneasy.
Because he sent a message to someone's little girl, the little girl didn't reply, so the person called to the door and asked him to find someone to ask the little girl if she had gone back, and when she knew that the little girl had gone back, she was satisfied.
But after a few simple words, most of his drunkenness was gone, and he wasn't very sleepy, and then he sent a message that this person didn't care about people, why didn't you see that this guy was still so nervous?
Liang Jiuzhou sent a bunch of messages, waited for the uncle who finally found someone for a long time, and finally got a sentence from the uncle.
Josery: Alright, I'm back, you can sleep.
Liang Kyushu: ......
Qiao Sirui didn't care about the series of messages sent by Liang Jiuzhou, he took a puff of cigarette again, and spit out the smoke, and between the faint smoke, his eyebrows and eyes were tight, and the original lazy and casual seemed to be stained with a little light.
It's like a life that has always been boring, and finally let him find fun, the corners of his lips are subconsciously slightly hooked.
Chu Ci hasn't replied yet, Qiao Sirui is not in a hurry this time, he raised his eyes and glanced at his watch, a very low chuckle overflowed from the corner of his lips, his eyebrows were raised, he leaned back on the seat, and extinguished the cigarette in his hand in the crystal ashtray on the side.
The smell of smoke in the air had not dissipated, with a faint smell of mint lemon, Qiao Sirui pressed out the smoke and lowered his eyes to think.
It's already this time, will the little girl fall asleep looking at her phone?
If this kind of thing were to be done by this little girl, it would not be surprising at all.