Boss, she's acting as a good girl again

Chapter 127 Qin Chan: Around the world, take you to see
Qin Yan and Qin Han who were present: "..." Why are you full even though you haven't had dinner yet?
And Qin Xin, who packed up the meeting documents and walked out of the meeting room, saw the legendary Ning Miao for the first time.

Seeing that the relationship between her and her young master has reached such a close level, and that Qin Chan is unconditionally tolerant of all her actions, Qin Xin raised his glasses, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly restrained himself.

After Qin Chan supported Ning Miao, he let go of her and said, "I still have something to do, go to the office and wait for me for 10 minutes, then we will go to eat."

"Yeah." Ning Miao nodded obediently.

Ten minutes later, Qin Chan appeared at the door of the office on time.

Then the two took a Bentley to the reserved restaurant.

The front, rear, left, and right sides of the Bentley are full of vehicles full of protection personnel. There are uniform black cars accompanying the road in an upright manner, and there are also seemingly inconspicuous ordinary vehicles following secretly.

Ning Miao roughly counted, there must be 7 cars around, protected by at least 30 people, all of them are elite.

This battle is big~
Even this seemingly fragile luxury car has been specially modified, with double-layer window glass and top-level bulletproof materials, which can resist armor-piercing incendiary bombs!

But in the free state, a land where guns are not allowed, this kind of battle is not uncommon.

She once saw a rich man who was afraid of death, not only had a group of bodyguards, but also several drones above his head to clear the way for all-round monitoring.

Although, in her opinion, such a defense is full of loopholes...

It's not as good as Qin Chan's team.

The quality of the people under Qin Chan's command is not bad, if she wants to start from the outside, it will take a lot of effort.

In the car, Qin Chan just watched the girl sitting next to him curiously looking at the scenery outside the window, and didn't ask him why he could freely enter and exit the building of the Qin Consortium, sitting in such a strictly guarded convoy.

It seems that no matter what his identity is or what he is doing, the girl will not be surprised or care.

She just enjoys this time together.

"Mr. Qin, today happens to be the Holy Spring Festival of the Nuorong Empire, the streets are so lively!" Ning Miao cheered suddenly.

I saw that a gorgeous light stage had been set up on the square opposite, and the hot-blooded rock music resounded through the sky. Countless people went to the square to splash water and have a grand carnival.

There are even artificial rainfall machines around the square, which only rain within the square.

There are many more festival venues like this one.

"Want to play?" Qin Chan tilted his head and asked.

Ning Miao withdrew her gaze, shook her head, and replied obediently: "I just find it very novel. Human beings have created such a rich and colorful spiritual civilization, and put their emotions and emotions in it, which is short but magnificent."

Hearing this, Qin Chan's gaze also fell outside the window.

The sound insulation of luxury cars has always been very good. The quiet space they are in is incompatible with the carnival outside, like two worlds, and there is some kind of intersection and exaggeration in the dark.

The man's thin lips parted slightly, and his usually cold tone softened, adding a bit of smoke and fire: "There are many such festivals and ceremonies around the world. If you like it, I will show you more in the future."

Ning Miao opened her eyes wide, raised her spotless black pupils, and looked at Qin Chan quietly with a touch of surprise.

all around the world.

I will show you more in the future.

This promise is very heavy.

She didn't seem to believe it, she wanted to confirm again, and said softly, "Really?"

The air is filled with a long and delicate fragrance, which is the natural fragrance emanating from the string of old sandalwood in Qin Chan's hands.

He stopped playing with the hand, held the bead string in his palm, and gently stroked the texture of the old sandalwood with his fingertips, but did not make any other movements.

It's just that there was an imperceptible smile between the deep and sharp eyebrows, and he said seriously: "Really."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the girl's brows and eyes stretched joyfully, and the twinkling peach blossom eyes curved into two big crescent moons, as if he was already very happy just hearing his affirmation.

"I may not go back to Nancheng often in the future. If you want to find me, just tell me and I will arrange the trip." He added.

Ning Miao smiled sweetly: "Okay~"

Qin Chan is so busy, his future life may be flying around the world.

Anyway, wherever Qin Chan is, she can be there.

The big deal is to buy a few more properties.

The convoy arrived at the Nuorong Financial Building.

The owner of the restaurant came out to greet them in person, and took them through the special VIP passage to the hundred-story building.

On the 101st floor, Nocturne rooftop garden restaurant.

There were no other guests in the open-air garden of Nuoda, and it seemed that it was reserved. A pianist was sitting in front of the grand piano, playing soothing music, with a slight night breeze.

Where Ning Miao and Qin Chan sat, they could overlook the most prosperous area of ​​the entire capital.

As soon as they sat down, the appetizers were served one by one. They were all dishes with the style of the Free State. Looking so appetizing, Ning Miao couldn't help but twitch his index finger.

However, when pouring wine, Qin Han poured a small glass of red wine for Qin Chan, but picked up mango juice and poured juice for Ning Miao.

Ning Miao was greedy for the bottle of 85-year-old Romanée-Conti, stretched her neck to look at the bottle of red wine, and suggested, "I can also drink..."

Qin Chan refused solemnly: "Kids can't drink."

Ning Miao: "..." She is no longer a child! !
She protested helplessly, "I'm an adult, I'll be 20 soon."

Qin Chan just took off his suit jacket. Hearing this, he paused the hand that put the jacket down, and looked up at the girl.

She doesn't look like a 19-year-old girl.

She still has sweet cheeks with a little baby fat, her pale skin is as tender as a baby's, and her big eyes look pure and innocent, without any trace of worldly intrusion.

It is said that he is still in junior high school, and some people believe it.

Qin Chan's eyes narrowed slightly, he put his suit jacket on his back, and still firmly refused: "We will wait until we are 20 years old."

"Okay." Ning Miao could only give up with regret.

The cozy atmosphere of the sky garden is relaxed, and the festive carnival on the ground is also going on.

From Ning Miao's perspective, he could overlook this bustling city, and he could also see the parade lights on Central Avenue.

Today is the annual Holy Spring Festival of the Nuorong Empire.

Legend has it that the gods bestowed holy springs on this day, so that life can continue in the world.

At night, the central street is closed to vehicles, and parade vehicles decorated with lanterns drive on the central street, leading the local people to celebrate the festival.

The adults cheered along with the lantern parade, and the children ran and frolicked with water guns.

The LED lights on the tall buildings also change colors, and spotlights illuminate the earth from the top of the building.

What a bustling world.

Ning Miao looked back, raised the goblet containing the juice, and said sincerely: "Mr. Qin, you are so busy now, you must have turned down a lot of things tonight."

Qin Chan raised his red wine glass, touched it lightly with hers, and said, "I promise you a meal, and I won't break my word."

Ning Miao tilted her head, and asked with a hint of expectation: "After that... will there be such a chance?"

boom!
Boom!

In the night sky, gorgeous and bright fireworks exploded suddenly.

The flames of the fireworks reflected in her dark pupils, as if lighting up her faint soul.

The figure of the girl was also reflected in Qin Chan's deep and long eyes.

In this way, she cautiously probed step by step and broke into his world.

Qin Chan put down his wine glass.

Obviously never drunk, but at this time the sharp eyes were stained with a haze like snow and mist, making the emotions in the eyebrows and eyes deep and difficult to understand.

"Yes." he said.

(End of this chapter)