Compared to Liang Lu, who was doing well in the Beijing circle, the Chinese Medicine Faculty was really nothing much. Everyone knew who to offend.
"Give it to…" Before he could finish, he saw someone walking over from the corner of his eye.
The manager stopped speaking abruptly and blinked hard to make sure that he had not recognized the wrong person. His expression changed slightly. He brushed off what he was saying and quickly went forward to welcome her, looking polite and even intimidated by her. "Oh, Miss Qiao, what brings you here?"
He subconsciously looked behind Qiao Nian.
Not seeing that 'Buddha', he heaved a sigh of relief. His expression was no longer nervous, but he still appeared extremely polite. "Miss Qiao, you are here today for…?"
"A meal."
As soon as Qiao Nian finished speaking, he nodded and called for the waiter to arrange a seat.
