The family breakfast was already prepared, and upon seeing her co down, Rong Che imdiately ca up and said, "Sister, you worked so late yesterday, why are you up so early?"
"There’s sothing I need to do." Qiao Qiqi smiled at him and said, "By the way, my brother is coming back today. I can’t pick him up because of sothing. Could you please pick him up for ?"
"Sure, no problem."
Rong Che agreed verbally, but in his heart, he was crazily complaining about Qiao Jiezhe. How old is he, and he still makes his sister pick him up from the airport every ti? Really doesn’t know how to feel for others.
The two were having breakfast when a servant suddenly ran in, flustered, and said, "Miss, it’s not good, Old Mrs. Qiao seems to be dying!"
With one sentence, Qiao Qiqi beca completely awake; her originally groggy head was now clear.
"Did you call an ambulance?"
"I called, but it looks like it’s too late." The servant was a bit nervous, afraid of being held responsible.
"That’s fine, you don’t need to worry, the doctor will give an answer."
Rong Che imdiately said to notify the aunts and uncles, they had just gone to the Capital City.
Now they’d have to rush back.
This old lady really knows how to pick her ti to die.
Qiao Jiezhe arrives today, there’s no need to notify him.
Qiao Qiqi didn’t eat her al and went to see Old Mrs. Qiao herself. She didn’t even go inside, just looked from outside. Old Mrs. Qiao’s face was sallow, and it seed like she was really not going to make it.
Her emotions were extrely complicated, indescribable. A sense of satisfaction from getting revenge? Not really, in this life she has lived well, and those who hard her in a past life have not fared well, so she has no regrets anymore.
The ambulance ca quickly, Old Mrs. Qiao was taken away, but she passed before reaching the hospital.
The doctor’s diagnosis was another brain hemorrhage, this ti very severe, and even if discovered in ti, she couldn’t have been saved.
The maid felt relieved hearing this explanation, knowing there was no responsibility on their part.
...
Since the person has already died, there’s no need for Qiao Qiqi to stay there any longer. She went straight to the company from the hospital.
Compared to Chen Zhen’s excitent, Qiao Qiqi was too calm.
"Mr. Qiao, why are you not angry?" Chen Zhen felt he couldn’t compare with Mr. Qiao, no wonder he was only an employee.
Look at the boss, so calm.
While the two were talking, Yuan Zichen returned and said he wanted to see Qiao Qiqi. Upon entering, Yuan Zichen said, "Mr. Qiao, I want to change careers to streaming."
Qiao Qiqi, "???"
"I’ve thought it over, I want to change careers to be a strear. I now have a certain number of followers, so selling things should work too." Yuan Zichen looked seriously at Qiao Qiqi.
"Why do you want to switch to streaming? Give a reason." Qiao Qiqi looked at him in confusion; she needed to understand his thoughts to persuade him. She was in the dark and had no idea how to approach him.
A perfectly good celebrity career, why switch to streaming?
"If Lan Nuo can do well, so can I," Yuan Zichen said.
"Yuan Zichen, I think you’re more suited to be a star. Doing this can earn more money. Your situation is different from Lan Nuo’s. I don’t agree with you becoming a strear. If you want to occasionally guest-star, that’s fine, but you can’t change your main career!" Qiao Qiqi also looked at him seriously.
Yuan Zichen, "..."
"Zichen, stop joking around. Mr. Qiao put in so much effort to support you, you can’t be like Wang Yuxin, the ingrate. You can’t let Mr. Qiao’s hard work go to waste," Chen Zhen also advised him.
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