Fake daughters are wealthy

Chapter 1398 You Leaked My Information?

In less than half an hour, the news that Aiden was about to retire had shocked everyone in the International IT Association.

However, it doesn't matter how the high-level executives in country D persuade him, or the people from the International IT Association personally find him to talk to.

Aiden always has that attitude—you can persuade me casually, but I insist on retiring!

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Room 1606 of the Intercontinental Hotel.

After Qiao read it, he said goodbye to Du Mingwei and the others, and went back to the room.

She closed the door, quickly took out the laptop she brought in her shoulder bag, plugged in the laptop, and turned it on.

No need to look at the wifi password written on the hotel notice board, just tap the keyboard with white fingertips, and the computer is directly connected to the Internet.

Qiao Nian unhurriedly found the chat interface of Hongmeng from the desktop, then walked back, poured himself a cup of tea, pulled out the chair, and sat down casually.

Her right hand was fractured, and her wrist was still in plaster, so she couldn't use it temporarily.

With her left arm resting on the desk, she typed with only one hand, faster than Du Mingwei accidentally saw her typing on a mobile phone on the plane.

The silver-white light from the computer screen shone on her face. The girl had bright eyes and white teeth, her exposed skin was white, her neck line was superior, and she leaned casually on the back of the chair, her posture was quite lazy.

Looking closely at her laptop screen, she could see a chat dialog box popping up.

There is the other party's nickname on the dialog box.

The word "thin waist control" is domineering and frivolous, revealing the brain-dead style of the two-year-old boy everywhere.

After Qiao Nian sent out the message.

In a few seconds, it will show as read.

She leaned back on the chair, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip with her head down, and waited leisurely for the other party to return her.

soon.

The news of thin waist control came back.

In the chat dialog box, in the message box she just clicked on, there was someone's innocent answer lying quietly.

Qiao Nian put the water glass in his hand on the table again, clicked on the unread message he sent, and looked at it, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and made a 'tsk' sound from his mouth.

With her hands on the keyboard, she couldn't find the words to swear for a long time.

After a long time, she seemed to think of a euphemistic word.

Qiao Nian half-closed her eyes, stared at the chat interface, and typed the keyboard to go back.

Seeing the series of question marks he sent, Qiao Nian didn't bother to answer him anymore, and kicked him out of the chat group with one hand to cool him off for a few days.

She was closing the chat interface conveniently.

Just at this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in."

Qiao Nian's eyes darkened, he closed the laptop casually, and let out a lazily shout.

Liang Conglin knocked on the door and came in. When he saw the girl sitting cross-legged on the chair, he asked gently, "Qiao Nian, you, Teacher Du, and I are going down for dinner. Are you going with us?"

Have a meal?

Qiao Nian heard him talking about eating and saw that the time on the phone was past twelve noon, but she ate something on the plane last time, so she is not very hungry now.

So he said very politely: "Principal, you go and eat, don't worry about me, I will order a takeaway when I get hungry later."

"How can I do that?" Liang Conglin refused without even thinking about it. After refusing, he thought for a while, raised his head and said, "Do you want to eat? We'll buy it for you after dinner."