Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

As Qiao Nian walked over, the car door opened from the side. The woman in the driver's seat did not get out of the car. She reached out and took off the sunglasses on her face, revealing a plain but smooth oval face under the sunglasses.

"Joe."

The woman in the car outlined her red lips and took out a large bouquet of flaming roses from the car. The roses were so dazzling that they matched the color of her car.

The woman didn't feel that way at all. She smiled and handed the flower over: "Long time no see~, this is a gift."

Qiao Nian watched as a bouquet of roses was handed to her. She reluctantly reached out and took it, glancing at the card on the rose.

The card read: Congratulations on reaching the finals.

The handwriting is neat, and the strokes are drawn out very carefully. The pen leaves traces on the strokes and strokes, and you can see the serious expression of the person who wrote the card at that time.

The card is unsigned.

He just said congratulations to her without even leaving her name.

She only glanced at it, and she already knew in her heart who sent her the rose and who wrote the card.

Qiao Nian opened the car door and got in, put the rose in her arms in the back seat of the car, raised her eyebrows, half-squinted her eyes, glanced at the woman in the driver's seat, and touched her bright red lips: "Lu Zhi asked you to give it to me? "

She leaned against the car window with her arms slanted, and her tone was casual, as if she was just asking a casual question.

But Jian Jin heard that the girl was not surprised at all, as if she had already confirmed that the bouquet of flowers was not sent by her. She touched her nose dryly and smiled, a little surprised: "How do you know it wasn't me? What if it was?" I sent them. There is no law that only men can send roses."

Qiao Nian held the card between her fingers and threw it in front of her. The card floated down leisurely, and the message on the card was particularly conspicuous.

Her eyes were dry, she raised her hand to press the brim of her hat, fastened her seat belt, and said, "The words are too ugly."

"???"

After Qiao Nian put on her seat belt, she leaned back and turned her head to look at her. The eyes under the brim of her hat were so eye-catching that Jian Jin almost lost her focus.

"Your handwriting is better than his."

Qiao Nianting didn't understand how Lu Zhi, a grown man, could write so ugly. It looked as if it were dug out with chicken claws, and it was as ugly as the writing of a primary school student.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but say: "Go back and tell Lu Zhi that he should buy a copybook and practice it when he has nothing to do. It's not his fault that the calligraphy is ugly. It's too eye-catching to show off. Next time I'll send you flowers." When sending flowers, don’t write anything, as it will make people not want to accept them.”

"Pfft hahahaha!" Jian Jin couldn't hold it back. She burst out laughing. She laughed so hard that she almost burst into tears. Then she put her hand to her mouth and coughed, barely holding back her laughter: "I told him I asked him not to write a card, but he insists on writing one. Let me just say, whatever he writes, I might as well ask the flower shop owner to write one for you, it will be better than what he writes himself."

The BOSS had so many tricks up his sleeve, and one card exposed him.

Jian Jin wanted to laugh, but she was speechless when she thought about someone sitting behind a desk for a long time and writing this thing.

You said you've already written it, but you can just write a few nice words to express your love.

You spent a long time writing the question, and it was so lonely!

Congratulations to Joe for reaching the finals? ? ?

Joe is the No. 1 person on the Tian list, Sun of the Red League, and the World Software Competition is a very important competition.

The problem was that the person they met was Qiao Nian.

Isn't it normal for Qiao Nian to reach the finals? It's strange that Qiao Nian didn't make it to the finals, okay?

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