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"Qiao Nian, do you really know people from the Chamber of Commerce Alliance?" He straightened his thoughts, turned his head again, and became more serious.

The girl was still sitting in a loose posture as always, her aura was deliberately restrained, and her temper was suppressed.

She just raised her eyebrows, as if she was quite surprised that Ye Keji would ask such a question, and said, "I said it from the beginning."

"Are you familiar with people from the Chamber of Commerce Alliance?" Ye Keji asked again.

Qiao Nian supported her chin with her hand, lowered her eyes, thought for a while, and looked at him frankly: "I know him, but I'm not very familiar with him."

Ye Shan sneered again: "Hehe."

Ye Keji ignored her, and continued to talk to the girl: "Then do you know the president of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance?"

He thought to himself: "Actually, what we are looking for this time is the president of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance. We mainly need to talk to him about cooperation. Because only he can make a decision on this cooperation, other members of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance are of little use to us. We Even if you see it, it won't help..."

Ye Shan just thought he was ridiculous, so she casually interrupted Ye Keji: "What are you talking about to her, you really don't think she can call President Simon out, do you?"

If Qiao Nian can find the president of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance, she can also find Feng Yu, the dean of the First Research Institute!

Ye Keji was insane for talking to the other party for so long in a serious manner.

Ye Keji was a little annoyed at being interrupted by her again and again, and was about to frown and talk about her.

Qiao Nian suddenly said, "Isn't Simon from the Chamber of Commerce Alliance?"

Ye Keji and Ye Shan looked at her one after another.

The rest of the Ye family also looked at her in surprise.

The girl stood still, found the phone from her bag, pressed it on, found out the message sent to her by the Chamber of Commerce Alliance before, and then called that number.

The phone connects in seconds.

Qiao Nian looked at the name pasted on the door of the box, turned around, with cold eyes, and reported the name of the box concisely.

At the end, she said lightly, "Well, I'll wait for you here."

Everyone watched her make a phone call and hang up again.

Ye Shan was startled, and looked at her deeply inexplicably, as if asking her 'what trick': "Who are you calling. President Simon?"

Ye Keji also looked shocked: "Qiao Nian, have you really contacted people from the Chamber of Commerce Alliance?"

Qiao Nian put the phone back, checked the time by the way, and said, "He said he would come right away, let's wait a little longer, at most half an hour."

Ye Shan didn't believe her lame lies at all.

Ye Keji was dubious, but because of the old man's face, he didn't say anything.

The rest of the Ye family members all looked at Mr. Ye, as if they were waiting for him to speak.

Mr. Ye picked up the teacup, looked around the box with an old god, and said angrily, "Look at me, I didn't write on my face."

The expressions of the other members of the Ye family were somewhat unnatural, and they looked at each other in embarrassment.

Mr. Ye himself was so angry that he stopped drinking the tea in his hand. He turned towards Ye Shan meaningfully, and sat upright, saying, "Aren't you people who want to watch the Chamber of Commerce Alliance? Anyway, we only wait for half an hour, and we just sit and wait Take a moment. I also want to see if some people's faces hurt."

Mr. Ye spoke so bluntly.

The people present are not stupid.

They looked at each other, and then looked at Qiao Nian and Ye Shan respectively.

Of course Ye Shan turned pale with anger, but it was hard to counter the old man's words openly.

Ye Wangchuan asked the waiter to change a new bowl for the girl, carefully picked out a few pieces of chicken for her and put the bowl in front of her, and said softly: "Anyway, we have to wait for another half an hour, you can eat something, this not bad."

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