Fake daughters are wealthy

At the same time, Lanting.

Jiang Xianrou hung up the phone on her system, her eyes darkened, she was a little cold, and her complexion was not good.

The friends around her saw that her face was not getting better, and asked her in a low voice: "Xianrou, what's the matter? Who called just now."

Jiang Xianrou shook her head, pulled the corners of her mouth reluctantly, and said in a perfunctory way: "It's okay, a call from the school."

"Oh." When the other party heard what was going on in the school, he didn't ask any more questions, and turned around to continue singing with the others.

Jiang Xianrou sat alone in a corner of the private room, always feeling uncomfortable.

She sat for a few minutes, and then found Qin Si's WeChat in her phone. Yesterday she sent a message to ask Qin Si to come out to play, but Qin Si still didn't reply to her!

It's a slap in the face.

At least before Qiao Nian came to Beijing, Qin Si had never treated her like this, it was too indifferent.

She sat dryly for a while, still unable to suppress the discomfort in her heart, got up, picked up her mobile phone and walked outside, while saying to the group of people who usually played around her: "You play, I'll go out to get some air."

She suddenly stood up and went out again, the big guys looked at each other, but they couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. After exchanging glances, they just pretended nothing happened and continued to play with their own...

*

Outside the box.

Jiang Xianrou got out of the box and finally got some fresh air. She walked through the corridor to the bathroom and washed her hands with cold water.

After she calmed down a little, she found a corner and took out her phone again.

When looking through the communication records, Yu Guang happened to see the message Zhao Ruoqi sent her. The content of the message was similar to what Liang Lu had just called her, and it was also about the conflict between the two departments in Haicui Pavilion.

It's just that what Zhao Ruoqi said was more direct and ugly.

Tell her directly in the news that people from the clinical department went to the manager of Haicui Pavilion for theory and moved her out.

But the manager of Haicui Pavilion didn't buy it at all, and still insisted on giving the box to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, all he had to say was that senior sister, your face doesn't matter.

Jiang Xianrou stared at Zhao Ruoqi's message at the end of the message, "The manager of Haicui Pavilion won't give her any face if she mentions her name", her lips pursed unconsciously, and her face became more and more ugly.

Qiao Nian!

It's Qiao Nian again!

She clenched the hand holding the phone so hard that her knuckles turned white. Jiang Xianrou didn't even feel it, she was obviously very angry.

Just now, Liang Lu told her on the phone that the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine met this time to discuss the opening ceremony.

She suppressed the indifference in her eyes, lowered her head, leaned against the corridor of Lanting, with a gloomy face, and called Jiang Li's manager.

The phone connects in seconds.

"Miss Jiang, what's the matter? Are you looking for Brother Li? Brother Li is filming a commercial, wait a minute..."

Before the manager finished speaking, Jiang Xianrou interrupted him impatiently: "I'm looking for you."

"Looking for me?" The manager was taken aback.

Jiang Xianrou went straight to the point, with a very arrogant attitude: "The thing I told you before, the song has been settled. I want to use the song 'Nirvana' by Chasing Light, please tell my brother for me."

"Forehead……"

The 'Nirvana' of chasing light? !

Jiang Li's manager was a little confused at first. Originally, Jiang Xianrou asked Jiang Li to attend the opening ceremony of Tsinghua University, but the company didn't quite agree.

Jiang Li himself is very popular, he is the top stream in the circle, his daily schedule is full, and he has no spare time at all.