The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 169 You Pit Me, He Pit You

Qiao Yiyuan recalled Gumanni's original words, and said in a short while, "Your friend called me and told me that you are embarrassed to find me."

Gumani!
Meng Yao roared inwardly!

Go back and see how she scolded that stinking girl to death, and cheated on her again!

Gumani, who was teaching, sneezed hard.

Which bastard scolded her behind her back!
"Actually, I'm not embarrassed, it's just..." Meng Yao couldn't find a good reason, so she muttered.

Qiao Yiyuan didn't intend to make things difficult for Gu Manni, so he continued, "I know friends who work in Qiao's, so I can ask for you. Have you signed the contract?"

"Signed. Take it to the association."

He didn't speak any more, and ate quietly.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Meng Yao also bowed her head to eat.

Seeing that she stopped drinking after one cup, Qiao Yiyuan looked directly at her, "Drink both cups of soup, it's shameful to waste it, as you said."

"..."

After dinner, Qiao Yiyuan sent Meng Yao home. Outside the community, someone brought Qiao Yiyuan a commercial script.

Qiao Yiyuan gave the script to Meng Yao.

Meng Yao took it with both hands, looked at him with adoring eyes, and her tone was also full of admiration, "Mr. Qiao, I found that it is good to have a wide network of contacts, and it is easy to do whatever I want."

Seeing her fanciful expression, Qiao Yiyuan clenched his right hand and lightly pressed his nose, "Go in."

"Thank you, Mr. Qiao." She smiled and raised the script in her hand, turned and opened the car door, and bowed to him before closing the car door.

Qiao Yiyuan didn't drive away until the window sill of Meng's house was lit.

"Gumanni, are you addicted to being a boudoir friend user?" Meng Yao called Gumanni to settle the score.

"When did I cheat you again?" Gumani was dissatisfied.

"You told Mr. Qiao that I signed an advertising contract with Qiao's!"

Gumanni cried instantly, "Didn't I tell him not to say it? A man who doesn't keep his word!"

She wants to draw a circle and curse Mr. Qiao for marrying Yaoyao!
However, Qiao Yiyuan didn't promise Gumanni anything.

Hearing her words, Meng Yao said "ha" and gloated, "Sweet! You cheated on me, he cheated on you, retribution!"

"Damn girl, I'm not here to help you. If you don't thank me, it's fine if you don't thank me. It's not thankful!"

"Let's see how I fix you next time!" Meng Yao hangs up the phone angrily on purpose, and doesn't put on any gestures. This dead girl won't know the seriousness of the situation.

Thinking of Qiao Yiyuan, Meng Yao sat down on the sofa with a long sigh, reached out and grabbed a pillow, hugged it in her arms and nestled in the corner of the sofa, her chin resting on the pillow.

It would be great if he were her brother, just like Lu Feng was to Lu Yun.

"Don't think about it, read the script quickly, try to get it done once, and then concentrate on training and preparing for the Grand Prix."

At nine o'clock in the morning, Meng Yao came to Qiao's.

Walking into Qiao's gate again, I was still nervous. I asked at the front desk and followed the front desk to the reception room to wait.

Not long after, a beautiful woman in business attire came in and took Meng Yao out of the reception room.

Meng Yao, who was walking behind, felt uneasy, and her eyes were also blank.

The door of the special elevator opened, and Qiao Yiyuan and Qin Fei came out to meet customers. They saw Meng Yao's cautious figure following behind the staff, with her dim eyes calmly retracted, and they quickly walked out of the induction door.

After the car drove away from Qiao's gate, Qiao Yiyuan still couldn't help calling Linda.

"Today is shooting a sports brand advertisement. It is the first time to ask an athlete to speak for you. You will monitor the progress."

Linda knew that her boss always valued sports. After understanding what he said, she hung up the phone, cleared the table and got up.

Putting the phone away, Qiao Yiyuan turned his head and looked out the car window, his slender fingers interlaced on his folded long legs.

"..."

(End of this chapter)