Liao liaosheng didn't let Qiao Zhiyu wait too long. After all, this kind of pie falling from the sky is always out of date.

Moreover, the conditions given by Qiao Zhiyu are too generous. If Rongguang has capital now, it is appropriate to follow the contract conditions of Qiao Zhiyu, but what does Rongguang technology have now? There are only a group of lengtouqing with so-called dreams who meet in the steel jungle of society.

Even if Liao liaosheng is confident that he can succeed, he has to admit that Qiao Zhiyu's cooperation with them is like poverty alleviation

Qiao Zhiyu, who is inexplicably "helping the poor", doesn't think much. What she is optimistic about is the prospect of Rongguang technology. In the face of a group of young people with great potential, she really doesn't have to treat them harshly and squeeze their dreams for the sake of petty profits.

After signing the contract under the notarization of the lawyer, Qiao Zhiyu took Liao liaosheng to ATA. The site was finally set on the 18th floor of block C. she made a direct decision after talking to Qi Zhanxing yesterday.

Of course, after going back, she didn't pay less for the verbal bargain on the phone.

Qiao Zhiyu quietly rubbed his sour and soft back waist and talked about someone who didn't know how to control in his heart for countless times.

How could she have thought that Qi Zhanxing couldn't face women?

When on earth did she go blind like this?

That man is very good!

"Miss Qiao, this is really our new office place?" Liao liaosheng walked around behind Qiao Zhiyu with a dreamy face. He wanted to show a fly rubbing his hands on the spot to show his respect for the new place.

Qiao Zhiyu silently retracted his waist pressing hand, calmly carried his handbag on his face, and walked with a calm and swaying posture.

"Well, if you don't mind, bring someone over as soon as possible."

"Of course I don't mind. The environment here is so good. I have another opinion. That's unkind. By the way, the rent here is..." Liao liaosheng, a straight man of iron and steel, looked at it. "Miss Qiao, are you feeling uncomfortable and walking a little bit? Are your heels too high?"

Qiao Zhiyu: "

At the moment, Qiao Zhiyu feels from the bottom of his heart that Liao liaosheng can't get investment. It's really normal. In terms of emotional intelligence and eyesight, give him five points, all of which are friendship points, okay?

She ground her teeth secretly: "... The heels are a little high."

Liao liaosheng frowned and worried with real feelings.

"Why don't we have a rest first? Your heel looked higher than this last time. Why..."

Qiao Zhiyu couldn't listen any more. He just felt his face rolling around in an oil pan.

"I, nothing, nothing!"

Liao liaosheng was flustered by her pitiful eyes. The crisis radar finally went online. He quickly changed the topic and said, "the rent here should be very expensive? In fact, we don't need to use such a good venue. It's too late to move after the game goes online."

"..." brother Dei, when the game goes online, the old house will collapse, okay?

Qiao Zhiyu weakly pressed his eyebrows: "the surrounding environment of the old urban area is too poor, which is not conducive to the development of the company. Since it is necessary to move horizontally and vertically, it is better early than late. A good working environment can also improve efficiency, isn't it?"

Liao liaosheng is still a little uneasy. After all, the more Qiao Zhiyu invests, the higher his expectations for them, and the pressure on Rongguang will be greater.

Qiao Zhiyu looked at him for two seconds: "Liao always has no confidence in Rongguang's current project? Do you think de doesn't deserve it?"

"..." Liao liaosheng choked, "that's not..."

You can't admit it!

Qiao Zhiyu smiled and shook his head: "you don't have to think too much. It's me who decides to invest. Whether the result is profit or loss, it's my problem to bear."

Liao liaosheng didn't know how to get it. Suddenly, a sense of pride surged into his heart.

Yes, Joe Zhiyu, who throws money, doesn't worry. What's his reason to shrink back?

At the beginning, he dared to rush to Qiao's building with a cavity of blood. Isn't it because he has confidence in the love of dreams and poetry?

Now that their efforts have been recognized, shouldn't they be happy? What's to worry about?

"Miss Qiao, we won't let you down."

Liao liaosheng is obviously not a timid person. After making up his mind, he called Xue Rui directly.

"Xue Rui, you take someone to tidy up. The new venue has been set. We'll move early tomorrow morning."

Xue Rui answered at the other end of the phone, but he didn't hang up until Liao liaosheng asked. Xue Rui hesitated and asked, "is Miss Qiao next to you?"

Liao liaosheng doesn't know whether his mobile phone has fallen or what's wrong. It's loud. It sounds like playing out without hands-free.

Qiao Zhiyu picked his eyebrow and said, "come to me for something?"

"Yes, brother Liao, give Miss Qiao your cell phone."

Liao liaosheng paused, handed Qiao Zhiyu his mobile phone, and turned to avoid going out.

"Miss Qiao, first of all, I'd like to say sorry to you. We've been paying more attention to your news since you came to the company last time." Xue Rui's tone was a little embarrassed. "You know, there are many programmers in the company, and some of them are a little famous in the hacker circle..."

The euphemism of words can not change the fact that they are investigating the language of Joe behind their back.

Qiao Zhiyu frowned: "what did you find?"

She doesn't feel unhappy because her privacy is being spied on, but... Xue Rui can voluntarily admit to investigating her. Presumably these people have found something, and they still have to carry it out alone and tell Qiao Zhiyu.

Xue Rui was silent for two seconds and his tone was strange.

"One of the mistresses of your father he Wenfeng... Pregnant."

Qiao Zhiyu: "

He Wenfeng's mistress is pregnant?

Or one of the mistresses?

He Wenfeng has a mistress?

Speechless and bullet screen comments make complaints about the wave screen in Qiao's mind. She pressed the frontal horn with no words, and only managed to squeeze out a sentence for a long time.

"... how many months?"

"..." Xue Rui choked on the problem. "According to the records of prenatal examination, it has been more than six months."

"Six months..." Qiao Zhiyu jokingly hooked the lower lip corner, "can you find out the gender?"

She knew how much he Wenfeng wanted a son. Obviously, she was a soft rice man, but she decided that he family had a throne and wanted a son to inherit. She didn't know how many times she had mentioned it to Bai Yinqiu.

If the mistress had a boy in her stomach, it would be great fun.

Xue Rui's voice became more and more dry: "the pregnant woman checked her gender when she was four months pregnant. It's a boy. I hacked into the archives of her hospital. I shouldn't make mistakes."

Ran to check the child's gender in four months?

Qiao Zhi sneered: "it seems that he has a big appetite. Can you give me her address? Oh, by the way, how many mistresses does he Wenfeng raise outside?"

"There are four in total. I'll send you all their information."

Qiao Zhiyu directly reported to her mailbox. A few seconds later, several detailed personal resumes that could not be more detailed were sent to her mailbox.

She took out her cell phone and clicked on it. She couldn't help being happy.

"Awesome, this mistress is enough to make up a table of mahjong."

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