The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 268

"To tell you the truth, little uncle, you really think that my mother can still surrender me this time. You can go to my mother to see if I surrender my mother or my mother surrenders me. Marriage is a must, but not now. Bye-Bye."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Qu Xi pulled his hair, squinted his eyes and got up from the bed, and walked into the bathroom singing Liu's song at random.

"After waiting for a long time, I finally waited until today. I endured for a long time and finally realized my dream..."

In the small conference room of "Tiantian Skating Rink", Qiao Yiyuan sat at the head of the conference table and discussed the winter travel route with several ice rink administrators.

Before the Spring Festival, Qiao Yiyuan plans to invite employees to travel domestically, and the location is up to them.

"Okay, since we all agree to go to Binshi, you should prepare well in the next three days and leave in a special car in three days." Qiao Yiyuan made the final decision.

"Boss, are you going?" Someone asked.

The others also looked at him, hoping that he would go with them.

Qiao Yiyuan looked around them, pondered for a while, "Look at the itinerary. The meeting ends." Then he got up and walked out of the conference room.

"Boss, it's snowing heavily outside, why don't you wait." Lao Yang followed up and said, "I haven't seen such a heavy snow yet. For the first time in ten years, the snow almost covered the calves."

Qiao Yiyuan looked down at the snow boots on his feet. According to what Lao Yang said, the snow was about to get into the shoes. He hesitated for a while before turning around and walking to the heated office. He walked to the window and stood still. As Lao Yang said, goose feathers are snowing heavily.

Turning around, walking to the sofa and sitting down, after thinking for a long time, he took out his mobile phone and turned it on, and connected to Meng Yao through WeChat video.

It didn't take long to get connected, but the person who appeared in the video was Gumani.

"Hi, long time no see, Mr. Qiao~" Gumanni greeted Qiao Yiyuan with a smile.

Seeing her, Qiao Yiyuan was quite surprised, and smiled slightly, "Long time no see. It's winter vacation."

"That's right, I came back two days early. I didn't expect it to be super cold in Beishi today. We are shopping for vegetables in a shopping mall near Yaoyao's house, and Yaoyao is picking vegetables."

The camera cuts, and Meng Yao, who is fully armed, appears in the video.

Qiao Yiyuan looked at Meng Yao who looked like a penguin, his lips raised slightly, and he listened to their conversation.

"Nini, this broccoli is not very fresh, you should buy something else. It's so cold, why not have a hot pot..." Meng Yao looked sideways at Gumanni, unexpectedly saw Mr. Qiao in the video, and smiled after being surprised Then waved to him, "Mr. Qiao. Do you want to come over and have hot pot together?"

"No, thank you." Qiao Yiyuan politely declined, "You should be busy, goodbye."

Meng Yao wanted to say that she was not busy, but it was not the case, so the video was cut off after a moment of hesitation.

Seeing her dazed expression, Gumanni stretched her head to look at the phone screen, saw that the video had been cut off, looked up at her, put the phone away and urged, "Don't be in a daze, we're going to buy groceries and go back, it's freezing to death. "

"Got it, got it." Meng Yao responded repeatedly, and turned to pick out the ingredients for the hot pot.

Putting the mobile phone beside him, Qiao Yiyuan turned his head and looked at the heavy snow falling outside the window. His long legs were folded, his right hand rested on his long legs, and the glass windows shaken by the cold wind knocked from time to time.

After letting go of the position of president, Qiao Yi was suddenly at a loss for what to do. Qiao Yiyuan didn't know what to do now.

Before letting go of the position of president, he handled Qiao's work during the day, and had private arrangements at night. Sometimes he came to the ice rink to see him, and he was quite busy, but now that he is free, he always feels that something is missing.

What would he do if he didn't have Joe's work to deal with during the day?
(End of this chapter)