Master's Million Blind Wife

"Don't worry. You said that you don't know each other. I didn't give you face. I am giving face to old man Mu." Afraid that Qiao An would be unhappy, Elder Ling deliberately explained.    

In fact, he was thinking that it was because of Qiao An and Qiao Xue. At least in his one-sided view, the relationship between the two was not bad.    

He wanted Qiao An to have one more friend.    

Qiao An knew that this matter was already set in stone and naturally did not want Elder Ling to think too much. She only continued, "Then I will help you choose from the remaining nine."    

"Okay." Elder Ling, then it will be hard on you. "    

"It depends on what you say."    

The two of them exchanged a few more words about the selection criteria before the examination officially began.    

...    

Qingping Street Home.    

Huo Chengzhou had just arrived. Huo Feng parked the car in the parking lot and turned around to look at Huo Chengzhou, who was resting with his eyes closed. "Mr Cheng, we're here."    

Huo Chengzhou opened his eyes and played with the box of fresh flower pancakes in his hand. There was a touch of impatience in his eyes.    

This trip was not what he wanted in the depths of his heart.    

Whether it was agreeing to meet Eldest Qiao or driving to this place, there seemed to be a bonus from external forces. Without a doubt, that external force was Qiao An's indifferent attitude.    

Seeing that Huo Chengzhou did not move, Huo Feng wanted to open the door to pick him up, but was stopped by Huo Chengzhou again. "No need."    

Huo Feng turned around and asked him, "What's wrong, Mr Cheng?"    

Huo Chengzhou's fingers lightly twisted, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You go in my place."    

Huo Feng was stunned. "Huh? What are you going to do?"    

"It's Eldest Qiao who asked me to meet today. You go on my behalf." Huo Chengzhou raised his eyebrows slightly. "Remember, your game ID is called sharpening your knife. The other party's game ID is Eldest Qiao. You can talk about anything else."    

"Eldest Qiao!" Huo Feng covered his mouth in shock. His eyes lit up. "It can't be, boss. Eldest Qiao asked you to meet him, but you didn't show up? Aren't you curious about what this Great God looks like?"    

Huo Chengzhou looked at him with a calm expression. "If I tell you to go, then go. Why are you so noisy?"    

"No." Huo Feng's face was full of excitement. "He is my idol!"    

Huo Chengzhou handed the flower cake to him. "Go ahead. You can give the flower cake to her or keep it for yourself."    

"Of course I will give it to Great God." Huo Feng's face was full of excitement. Before he left, he still reacted. "That's not right, boss. Why don't you go?"    

"I'm married." Huo Chengzhou said lightly, "But you are single."    

Huo Feng blinked. "What does Eldest Qiao have to do with marriage? Besides, isn't Eldest Qiao a man? "    

"I don't know, so I asked you to go." Huo Chengzhou crossed his arms and raised his chin slightly. "Go quickly, don't let Great God wait for too long."    

Huo Feng nodded. "Okay."    

"Table four." Huo Chengzhou smiled. "Remember, you are called sharpening your knife."    

Huo Feng raised his hand and made an OK gesture with his hand. He slipped out of the car with the fresh flower cake and ran towards the entrance of the coffee shop excitedly.    

Huo Chengzhou smiled and took out his phone to check the documents. The test draft of the bottle that Old K sent yesterday was very good. He had already decided on it. Old K immediately contacted the bottle to sign the contract and reported the progress to him.    

Old K: [Boss, the bottle has agreed to sign the contract. We have an appointment to meet at a coffee shop. I will be there soon.] ]    

Huo Chengzhou: [Mmm, very good.] You can discuss the salary with him. The Shangcheng Game is considered a trial draft. If you complete it well, you can sign it into the company later. "    

Old K: [Received.] ]    

At this time, Huo Feng had already entered the coffee shop with the fresh flower cake. His eyes swept across the crowd and his gaze fell on table 10. There was a young man wearing a blue sweater and a cap sitting there.