It was the mixed flavors of the independent continent.
She chose a more private cafeteria and shared the address in the group chat.
After leaning against the table and pondering for a moment, she found the blank profile picture on WeChat and sent a message.
—[QN: What are you guys having for lunch?]
She did not have the time to see if Ye Wangchuan replied to her.
Zhou Zhou called.
Qiao Nian accepted the call as she put the document bag into her backpack. "Speak."
She was quite sloppy.
And also quite cool.
It was very Qiao Nian's style.
Zhou Zhou smiled and asked, "Do you want me to call the Dean and Deputy Director if they want to come?"
Qiao Nian had only wanted to get the group together for a simple meal. Otherwise, she would probably waste more than half a month eating with each of them.
Unexpectedly, this small move was about to become an internal team-building for the First Research Institute.
