Qin Group,
Qiao Ying, who had no appointment, was politely stopped by the receptionist downstairs. Qiao Ying was wondering whether she should just leave or send a message to Qin Hanyue. Just as she was hesitating, someone came.
Qin Yan: "Miss Qiao, why are you here?"
Qiao Ying looked back at Qin Yan, who was walking over quickly: "Assistant Qin, where are you coming back from?"
Qin Yan patted the briefcase in his hand: "I went back to the Qins' to get some stuff. You're looking for Young Master Three? Why don't you just go upstairs?"
The receptionist couldn't help but look at Qiao Ying - she actually dared to directly call Mr. Qin by his name - what background does she have? Is she not aware of her position?
Qin Yan: "As long as you say the word, the Qins might as well take your surname. What do you think?"
Upon hearing Qin Yan's words, the receptionist looked at Qiao Ying again and started to feel nervous and apprehensive, repeatedly recalling and confirming that she hadn't been impolite to Qiao Ying earlier.
"Assistant Qin, who is this young lady?"
Qin Yan: "This is our Mr. Qin's wife. Recognize people clearly next time. When the lady comes, send her upstairs properly."
The receptionist hastily nodded: "Yes." Then very cleverly greeted Qiao Ying: "Nice to meet you, Ma'am."
Qin Yan: "Miss Qiao, this way please."
Seeing the two head towards the elevators, the receptionist was astonished inwardly: Mr. Qin... got married? Mr. Qin's wife... so young? She's probably still in school, right?
In the elevator,
Qin Yan laughed first to get Qiao Ying's attention. After successfully attracting her notice, Qin Yan held up a finger and whispered: "Miss Qiao, I've had a question for a long time now."
Qiao Ying glanced at him.
Qin Yan: "I've been tossing and turning over this for several days. I really can't figure it out. I hope you can give me an answer. Can you tell me why that guy called Liu Ying calls you Xue Ying? And how did you become Mr. Lin's daughter?"
Qiao Ying: "That's two questions."
Qin Yan: "Do I have to choose one? I'm more curious about the first one."
Qiao Ying looked at him again, hesitating over whether to speak.
Faced with Qiao Ying's eyes, Qin Yan chickened out a bit: "Or rather, just pretend I didn't ask."
Qiao Ying was puzzled: "Did I do something?"
Qin Yan smiled embarrassedly: "No, it's just based on my understanding of Miss Qiao, if I want to find out a bit from you, I'll inevitably have to pay some price. But I really have nothing on me that would interest you, so it's highly likely that I'll be in danger. In short, there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world, especially with you, Miss Qiao. That's how it is."
Qiao Ying was rendered speechless by Qin Yan's rambling despite not having said or done anything herself. She muttered: "Looks like I have a bad reputation too."
Qin Yan: "What did you say?"
Qiao Ying: "I was praising you. It's rare and commendable to have such presence of mind to rein in your curiosity. After all, curiosity killed the cat."
Qin Yan: "Heh heh, I think so too."
But he was still curious. Young Master Three must know, but should he ask...? Let's not. Compared to Miss Qiao, Young Master Three's heart and liver were less robust.
Qin Yan led Qiao Ying out of the elevator and ran into several colleagues.
Whether due to her age, attire or otherwise, Qiao Ying did not look like a client or company employee. Qin Yan's gossip-prone colleagues immediately became intrigued.
With inquisitive gleams in their eyes, they asked: "Assistant Qin, it's working hours... Who's she?"
Qin Yan glared at them resentfully - he felt a strong urge to take revenge on them using Qiao Ying.
But on second thought, he decided against it. Though these guys did have loose lips usually, they didn't deserve to die.
More importantly, if they accidentally offended Miss Qiao, he would be doomed along with them.
Qin Yan: "She is Mr. Qin's wife."
They were taken aback: "Which Mr. Qin?"
The two Vice Chairmen were in their 50s with grown children much older than this young lady - definitely not them. Could it be Director Qin Yuqiong?
At least the age and looks matched.
Qin Yan glowered at them: "Your superior. Who else?"
"Thud—" Someone failed to hold onto their documents firmly and dropped them.
They were dumbfounded, having forgotten to greet Qiao Ying. They simply stood there staring blankly as she walked away.
"Mr. Qin?"
"Mr. Qin got married? When?"
"Mr. Qin... likes... innocent looking girls?"
"So that little cousin Mr. Qin was sending off to take exams earlier was real?"
"I thought she looked familiar just now. Didn't someone send me a photo before of Mr. Qin kissing a girl in front of a teaching building? She looks just like..."
"Oh no, I hope we didn't say anything wrong just now."
Qin Yan: "Young Master Three is in a meeting. I'll take Miss Qiao to Young Master Three's office first. I'll be sending him documents later, so I'll let him know then."
Qiao Ying: "Mm."
Qin Yan: "Speaking of meetings, Miss Qiao, you're so capable - do you know anything about robots too?"
Qiao Ying: "I know enough. What is it?"
Qin Yan stopped in his tracks: "Where's the conference room?"
In the conference room, the executives had gathered and were sitting upright, focused and solemn. So when Qin Yan opened the back door and entered, all eyes naturally fell on him.
Qin Hanyue glanced up briefly, just about to look away again when he saw Qiao Ying following behind Qin Yan. The moment he set eyes on her, the cold, stern look on Qin Hanyue's face softened.
He was pleasantly surprised. "You came?"
As he made to get up,
Qiao Ying gestured for him to stop: "Sit. Continue with your work."
She went over to sit in an empty seat by the wall herself and told him: "I was passing by and dropped in to take a look. Carry on."
My, who was this girl speaking so casually to Mr. Qin? If they didn't know better, it seemed as if she were the Chairman instead of the two Vice Chairmen or Mr. Qin's older brother.
And the discussion was confidential - not something they could simply let anyone listen in on!
The executives stared at Qiao Ying, sizing her up.
What astonished them even more was Qin Hanyue's reaction.
Qin Hanyue: "Alright."
They had never seen their Mr. Qin so obedient to anyone before. What's more, he actually allowed it?
Qin Hanyue raised his hand and rapped the table lightly. "Let's continue."
Now that Mr. Qin had spoken, no one dared to object that confidential information couldn't be divulged.
The meeting was already two-thirds through. Qin Hanyue sat at the head of the table, relaxing back against his chair as he flipped through some documents. Keeping tabs on two things at once, he carried on conducting the meeting while stealing glances at Qiao Ying now and then, their eyes meeting frequently - she had been watching him intently all along.
It seemed the hardworking and commanding Qin Hanyue appealed to Qiao Ying. That allure was probably genuine.
After eyeing him for a while, Qiao Ying took out her phone and started playing on it.
As the meeting drew to an end, Qiao Ying, who had kept her head lowered using her phone, put it away and looked over at him: "I heard Assistant Qin say you plan to expand into tech - doing robotics?"
Qin Hanyue knew Qiao Ying hadn't simply sat in to listen. So he asked: "Any suggestions?"
Qiao Ying generously offered: "Ask me if you don't understand something."
The moment Qiao Ying spoke, she succeeded in becoming the center of attention again. Everyone regarded her differently.
This... Did she know what they were talking about, what she herself was saying?
The backbone members who encountered this kind of situation for the first time didn't even know whether they should be shocked or scoffing.
Qin Hanyue laughed: "Then I won't stand on ceremony."
With Qin Hanyue's words, everyone suddenly became respectfully silent again, and they looked at Qiao Ying once more, their gaze had already changed.
Could this be an adviser or expert in this field that Mr. Qin had invited? But this... really didn't seem like it.
Especially at this age... Unless she was exceptionally gifted.
Qiao Ying: "Would it be easier to open up the market if you had an industry leader to come over to be your spokesperson?"
Qin Hanyue: "Are you referring to?"
Qiao Ying: "The father of robotics."
Qin Group,
Qiao Ying, who had no appointment, was politely stopped by the receptionist downstairs. Qiao Ying was wondering whether she should just leave or send a message to Qin Hanyue. Just as she was hesitating, someone came.
Qin Yan: "Miss Qiao, why are you here?"
Qiao Ying looked back at Qin Yan, who was walking over quickly: "Assistant Qin, where are you coming back from?"
Qin Yan patted the briefcase in his hand: "I went back to the Qins' to get some stuff. You're looking for Young Master Three? Why don't you just go upstairs?"
The receptionist couldn't help but look at Qiao Ying - she actually dared to directly call Mr. Qin by his name - what background does she have? Is she not aware of her position?
Qin Yan: "As long as you say the word, the Qins might as well take your surname. What do you think?"
Upon hearing Qin Yan's words, the receptionist looked at Qiao Ying again and started to feel nervous and apprehensive, repeatedly recalling and confirming that she hadn't been impolite to Qiao Ying earlier.
"Assistant Qin, who is this young lady?"
Qin Yan: "This is our Mr. Qin's wife. Recognize people clearly next time. When the lady comes, send her upstairs properly."
The receptionist hastily nodded: "Yes." Then very cleverly greeted Qiao Ying: "Nice to meet you, Ma'am."
Qin Yan: "Miss Qiao, this way please."
Seeing the two head towards the elevators, the receptionist was astonished inwardly: Mr. Qin... got married? Mr. Qin's wife... so young? She's probably still in school, right?
In the elevator,
Qin Yan laughed first to get Qiao Ying's attention. After successfully attracting her notice, Qin Yan held up a finger and whispered: "Miss Qiao, I've had a question for a long time now."
Qiao Ying glanced at him.
Qin Yan: "I've been tossing and turning over this for several days. I really can't figure it out. I hope you can give me an answer. Can you tell me why that guy called Liu Ying calls you Xue Ying? And how did you become Mr. Lin's daughter?"
Qiao Ying: "That's two questions."
Qin Yan: "Do I have to choose one? I'm more curious about the first one."
Qiao Ying looked at him again, hesitating over whether to speak.
Faced with Qiao Ying's eyes, Qin Yan chickened out a bit: "Or rather, just pretend I didn't ask."
Qiao Ying was puzzled: "Did I do something?"
Qin Yan smiled embarrassedly: "No, it's just based on my understanding of Miss Qiao, if I want to find out a bit from you, I'll inevitably have to pay some price. But I really have nothing on me that would interest you, so it's highly likely that I'll be in danger. In short, there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world, especially with you, Miss Qiao. That's how it is."
Qiao Ying was rendered speechless by Qin Yan's rambling despite not having said or done anything herself. She muttered: "Looks like I have a bad reputation too."
Qin Yan: "What did you say?"
Qiao Ying: "I was praising you. It's rare and commendable to have such presence of mind to rein in your curiosity. After all, curiosity killed the cat."
Qin Yan: "Heh heh, I think so too."
But he was still curious. Young Master Three must know, but should he ask...? Let's not. Compared to Miss Qiao, Young Master Three's heart and liver were less robust.
Qin Yan led Qiao Ying out of the elevator and ran into several colleagues.
Whether due to her age, attire or otherwise, Qiao Ying did not look like a client or company employee. Qin Yan's gossip-prone colleagues immediately became intrigued.
With inquisitive gleams in their eyes, they asked: "Assistant Qin, it's working hours... Who's she?"
Qin Yan glared at them resentfully - he felt a strong urge to take revenge on them using Qiao Ying.
But on second thought, he decided against it. Though these guys did have loose lips usually, they didn't deserve to die.
More importantly, if they accidentally offended Miss Qiao, he would be doomed along with them.
Qin Yan: "She is Mr. Qin's wife."
They were taken aback: "Which Mr. Qin?"
The two Vice Chairmen were in their 50s with grown children much older than this young lady - definitely not them. Could it be Director Qin Yuqiong?
At least the age and looks matched.
Qin Yan glowered at them: "Your superior. Who else?"
"Thud—" Someone failed to hold onto their documents firmly and dropped them.
They were dumbfounded, having forgotten to greet Qiao Ying. They simply stood there staring blankly as she walked away.
"Mr. Qin?"
"Mr. Qin got married? When?"
"Mr. Qin... likes... innocent looking girls?"
"So that little cousin Mr. Qin was sending off to take exams earlier was real?"
"I thought she looked familiar just now. Didn't someone send me a photo before of Mr. Qin kissing a girl in front of a teaching building? She looks just like..."
"Oh no, I hope we didn't say anything wrong just now."
Qin Yan: "Young Master Three is in a meeting. I'll take Miss Qiao to Young Master Three's office first. I'll be sending him documents later, so I'll let him know then."
Qiao Ying: "Mm."
Qin Yan: "Speaking of meetings, Miss Qiao, you're so capable - do you know anything about robots too?"
Qiao Ying: "I know enough. What is it?"
Qin Yan stopped in his tracks: "Where's the conference room?"
In the conference room, the executives had gathered and were sitting upright, focused and solemn. So when Qin Yan opened the back door and entered, all eyes naturally fell on him.
Qin Hanyue glanced up briefly, just about to look away again when he saw Qiao Ying following behind Qin Yan. The moment he set eyes on her, the cold, stern look on Qin Hanyue's face softened.
He was pleasantly surprised. "You came?"
As he made to get up,
Qiao Ying gestured for him to stop: "Sit. Continue with your work."
She went over to sit in an empty seat by the wall herself and told him: "I was passing by and dropped in to take a look. Carry on."
My, who was this girl speaking so casually to Mr. Qin? If they didn't know better, it seemed as if she were the Chairman instead of the two Vice Chairmen or Mr. Qin's older brother.
And the discussion was confidential - not something they could simply let anyone listen in on!
The executives stared at Qiao Ying, sizing her up.
What astonished them even more was Qin Hanyue's reaction.
Qin Hanyue: "Alright."
They had never seen their Mr. Qin so obedient to anyone before. What's more, he actually allowed it?
Qin Hanyue raised his hand and rapped the table lightly. "Let's continue."
Now that Mr. Qin had spoken, no one dared to object that confidential information couldn't be divulged.
The meeting was already two-thirds through. Qin Hanyue sat at the head of the table, relaxing back against his chair as he flipped through some documents. Keeping tabs on two things at once, he carried on conducting the meeting while stealing glances at Qiao Ying now and then, their eyes meeting frequently - she had been watching him intently all along.
It seemed the hardworking and commanding Qin Hanyue appealed to Qiao Ying. That allure was probably genuine.
After eyeing him for a while, Qiao Ying took out her phone and started playing on it.
As the meeting drew to an end, Qiao Ying, who had kept her head lowered using her phone, put it away and looked over at him: "I heard Assistant Qin say you plan to expand into tech - doing robotics?"
Qin Hanyue knew Qiao Ying hadn't simply sat in to listen. So he asked: "Any suggestions?"
Qiao Ying generously offered: "Ask me if you don't understand something."
The moment Qiao Ying spoke, she succeeded in becoming the center of attention again. Everyone regarded her differently.
This... Did she know what they were talking about, what she herself was saying?
The backbone members who encountered this kind of situation for the first time didn't even know whether they should be shocked or scoffing.
Qin Hanyue laughed: "Then I won't stand on ceremony."
With Qin Hanyue's words, everyone suddenly became respectfully silent again, and they looked at Qiao Ying once more, their gaze had already changed.
Could this be an adviser or expert in this field that Mr. Qin had invited? But this... really didn't seem like it.
Especially at this age... Unless she was exceptionally gifted.
Qiao Ying: "Would it be easier to open up the market if you had an industry leader to come over to be your spokesperson?"
Qin Hanyue: "Are you referring to?"
Qiao Ying: "The father of robotics."
