Chapter 142: Do I Have Flowers on My Face?

Aunt Liu took the microphone, glanced up in the direction of the second floor, shook her head slightly, and hung up the phone.

Mr. Su is obviously very close to Miss Qiao, why does he always appear very indifferent in front of her.

Aunt Liu sighed, turned around and went to the kitchen, there was still millet porridge stewed on the stove, I don't know if it's okay.

Su Mingyuan's car was parked outside, and he got out of the elevator and walked through the lobby towards the company's door.

"I'm sorry, this is Miss Qiao's courier, she must sign for it herself, can you help me inform her?" I called her and no one answered. The appearance of a courier was standing at the front desk, looking at the reception at the front desk in a pleading tone.

Wangqiao Company stipulates that outsiders are not allowed to enter at will, and the company's employees enter with employee cards.

Hearing Miss Qiao's three words, Su Mingyuan subconsciously stopped.

He turned his head, glanced at the courier, and with a twist of his feet, he walked towards the front desk.

"Su is always good." Seeing Su Mingyuan walking towards this side, the front desk lady stood up when Su Mingyuan was still far away, and then bent down to say hello respectfully.

Su Mingyuan nodded lightly, did not look at her, but turned his head to look at the courier next to him.

"What's going on?" Su Mingyuan asked in a low voice.

The courier obviously didn't expect to meet a big man like Su Mingyuan, standing there, a little overwhelmed for a while.

He turned his head to look at the front desk lady, and the front desk lady quickly explained: "This courier said that he was looking for Miss Qiao, and there was a courier that Miss Qiao had to sign for in person, but Miss Qiao's phone couldn't get through, so ......"

The words at the front desk did not continue, but Su Mingyuan already understood the general situation of the matter.

He saw that the courier was indeed holding a box with the words "City Express" written on it, and the word Qiao Yue written on the recipient.

Among the employees of Wangqiao, there is only one surnamed Qiao, and there is only one named Qiao Yue.

"Give it to me, and I'll pass it on to her." Su Mingyuan glanced at the courier and said lightly.

The courier hesitated, turned his head to look at the front desk, and saw the front desk glancing at him, and hurriedly handed over the courier in his hand to Su Mingyuan.

"Thanks, then please sign it for me." As he spoke, he handed a slip and a pen in front of Su Mingyuan.

Su Mingyuan glanced at the list, and then took it.

Instead of picking up the inferior plastic ballpoint pen in the courier's hand, he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a metal carbon fountain pen.

Su Mingyuan neatly took off the pen cover, wrote his name on the receipt firmly, and then handed it to the courier.

"Thank you." The courier took the slip and whispered thank you.

Su Mingyuan nodded and didn't speak, turned around and walked out with the box in one hand.

The courier looked at the slip in his hand and thought to himself, the boss personally helped to sign for the receipt, it must be no problem.

He put away the slips and was about to turn around to leave, when he heard the front desk lady say: "You are lucky to meet our boss today, you know, his autograph is more difficult to find than a popular star." ”

When she spoke, her eyes did not look at the courier, but looked at the door, the direction that Su Mingyuan left, and there was no lack of envy in her tone.

Su Mingyuan sat in the car, looking at the express in his hand, the sender wrote the word "Lao Gong", and the line of the remarks item said cold medicine.

Su Mingyuan knew that this was the medicine sent by Gong Lele to Qiao Yue, so he casually put it on the co-pilot, and then started the car and left.

When passing by a large pharmacy, Su Mingyuan subconsciously stopped the car, opened the door, and walked down.

Seeing a customer coming, a clerk in a white coat greeted him politely and asked with a smile, "Sir, what do you need?" ”

"Cold medicine." Su Mingyuan said succinctly.