Chapter 2869: 2869
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On the other side
Beyonce comes to Qin Luo.
"Hello, Professor Qin. This is Beyonce. Mr. Richard, please..." Beyonce said with a smile.
At last!
Looking at the blonde Beyonce in front of her eyes, Qin Luo slightly pursed the corners of her mouth to draw a beautiful arc.
"Hello, Miss Beyonce. I wonder if you've heard of Douglas's name." Qin Luo asked with a smile.
Douglas?
Beyonce's heart was awe inspiring, but her face was still.
She smiles and says, "who is Douglas? Never heard of it. "
Qin Luo did not speak, but squinted at Beyonce carefully.
As an expert in microexpression, Qin Luo can detect the inner psychological activities of Beyonce from a little change.
All of a sudden, Qin Luo's eyes held back the subtle movements on Beyonce's face.
His eyelids are jumping!
At this moment, Qin Luo can be sure that Beyonce is lying!
The corner of his mouth slightly raised, Qin Luo's face took a cold smile: "Miss Beyonce, should not, I just watched Douglas walk into the BBC TV station!"
Yeah?
Beyonce's eyelids are jumping.
Her small heart instantly raised to the throat, the mind constantly spinning, the mind flashed one after another possible.
Did Douglas meet the company?
When did you come back?
Why didn't anyone report it to him?
For a moment, Beyonce's mind was beating. He was not sure whether Qin Luo really saw Douglas return to the company.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes
A few minutes passed in the blink of an eye. In this short period of time, Beyonce said nothing, while Qin Luo did not speak.
The more entangled Beyonce is, the more information she reveals on her face.
"Jingling ~"
at this time, a clear mobile phone ring broke the silence of the scene.
The mobile phone in Beyonce's pocket suddenly rings. At this moment, Beyonce has a feeling of relief.
Although Qin Luo is only a 20-year-old young man, but I do not know why, and Qin Luo dialogue, let her pressure mountain, huge pressure, almost crush her!
Taking a deep breath, Beyonce pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. It was Richard Miller's number.
"Sorry, I'll take a call." Beyonce said something in a hurry, then took out her cell phone and walked to one side.
"Mr. Richard!" Beyonce asked.
"Beyonce, what the hell are you doing! What about qinluo? Didn't you say he arrived? I haven't brought it up yet Richard Miller on the phone.
This sentence, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, wakes Beyonce from her dream.
Yeah! She's here to take Chino to Richard Miller!
"Just a moment, sir. I'll take it with me." With a simple answer, Beyonce hung up.
Soon he came to Qin Luo again: "Professor Qin, Mr. Richard Miller is in a hurry. Let's go up first."
"If you have any questions, I believe Mr. Richard Miller should be able to explain it more clearly than I did."
"Please ~"
"please..." Qin Luo smiles and walks into the elevator with dline.
As one of the three major media companies in the United States, BBC is very rich.
Even the elevators use gold-plated paint, incomparable luxury.
Ding Dong ~
accompanied by a clear prompt, the elevator stopped steadily.
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On the other side
Beyonce comes to Qin Luo.
"Hello, Professor Qin. This is Beyonce. Mr. Richard, please..." Beyonce said with a smile.
At last!
Looking at the blonde Beyonce in front of her eyes, Qin Luo slightly pursed the corners of her mouth to draw a beautiful arc.
"Hello, Miss Beyonce. I wonder if you've heard of Douglas's name." Qin Luo asked with a smile.
Douglas?
Beyonce's heart was awe inspiring, but her face was still.
She smiles and says, "who is Douglas? Never heard of it. "
Qin Luo did not speak, but squinted at Beyonce carefully.
As an expert in microexpression, Qin Luo can detect the inner psychological activities of Beyonce from a little change.
All of a sudden, Qin Luo's eyes held back the subtle movements on Beyonce's face.
His eyelids are jumping!
At this moment, Qin Luo can be sure that Beyonce is lying!
The corner of his mouth slightly raised, Qin Luo's face took a cold smile: "Miss Beyonce, should not, I just watched Douglas walk into the BBC TV station!"
Yeah?
Beyonce's eyelids are jumping.
Her small heart instantly raised to the throat, the mind constantly spinning, the mind flashed one after another possible.
Did Douglas meet the company?
When did you come back?
Why didn't anyone report it to him?
For a moment, Beyonce's mind was beating. He was not sure whether Qin Luo really saw Douglas return to the company.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes
A few minutes passed in the blink of an eye. In this short period of time, Beyonce said nothing, while Qin Luo did not speak.
The more entangled Beyonce is, the more information she reveals on her face.
"Jingling ~"
at this time, a clear mobile phone ring broke the silence of the scene.
The mobile phone in Beyonce's pocket suddenly rings. At this moment, Beyonce has a feeling of relief.
Although Qin Luo is only a 20-year-old young man, but I do not know why, and Qin Luo dialogue, let her pressure mountain, huge pressure, almost crush her!
Taking a deep breath, Beyonce pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. It was Richard Miller's number.
"Sorry, I'll take a call." Beyonce said something in a hurry, then took out her cell phone and walked to one side.
"Mr. Richard!" Beyonce asked.
"Beyonce, what the hell are you doing! What about qinluo? Didn't you say he arrived? I haven't brought it up yet Richard Miller on the phone.
This sentence, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, wakes Beyonce from her dream.
Yeah! She's here to take Chino to Richard Miller!
"Just a moment, sir. I'll take it with me." With a simple answer, Beyonce hung up.
Soon he came to Qin Luo again: "Professor Qin, Mr. Richard Miller is in a hurry. Let's go up first."
"If you have any questions, I believe Mr. Richard Miller should be able to explain it more clearly than I did."
"Please ~"
"please..." Qin Luo smiles and walks into the elevator with dline.
As one of the three major media companies in the United States, BBC is very rich.
Even the elevators use gold-plated paint, incomparable luxury.
Ding Dong ~
accompanied by a clear prompt, the elevator stopped steadily.
On the other side Beyonce comes to Qin Luo. "Hello, Professor Qin. This is Beyonce. Mr. Richard, please..." Beyonce said with a smile. At last! Looking at the blonde Beyonce in front of her eyes, Qin Luo slightly pursed the corners of her mouth to draw a beautiful arc. "Hello, Miss Beyonce. I wonder if you've heard of Douglas's name." Qin Luo asked with a smile. Douglas? Beyonce's heart was awe inspiring, but her face was still. She smiles and says, "who is Douglas? Never heard of it. " Qin Luo did not speak, but squinted at Beyonce carefully. As an expert in microexpression, Qin Luo can detect the inner psychological activities of Beyonce from a little change. All of a sudden, Qin Luo's eyes held back the subtle movements on Beyonce's face. His eyelids are jumping! At this moment, Qin Luo can be sure that Beyonce is lying! The corner of his mouth slightly raised, Qin Luo's face took a cold smile: "Miss Beyonce, should not, I just watched Douglas walk into the BBC TV station!" Yeah? Beyonce's eyelids are jumping. Her small heart instantly raised to the throat, the mind constantly spinning, the mind flashed one after another possible. Did Douglas meet the company? When did you come back? Why didn't anyone report it to him? For a moment, Beyonce's mind was beating. He was not sure whether Qin Luo really saw Douglas return to the company. One minute, two minutes, three minutes A few minutes passed in the blink of an eye. In this short period of time, Beyonce said nothing, while Qin Luo did not speak. The more entangled Beyonce is, the more information she reveals on her face. "Jingling ~" at this time, a clear mobile phone ring broke the silence of the scene. The mobile phone in Beyonce's pocket suddenly rings. At this moment, Beyonce has a feeling of relief. Although Qin Luo is only a 20-year-old young man, but I do not know why, and Qin Luo dialogue, let her pressure mountain, huge pressure, almost crush her! Taking a deep breath, Beyonce pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. It was Richard Miller's number. "Sorry, I'll take a call." Beyonce said something in a hurry, then took out her cell phone and walked to one side. "Mr. Richard!" Beyonce asked. "Beyonce, what the hell are you doing! What about qinluo? Didn't you say he arrived? I haven't brought it up yet Richard Miller on the phone. This sentence, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, wakes Beyonce from her dream. Yeah! She's here to take Chino to Richard Miller! "Just a moment, sir. I'll take it with me." With a simple answer, Beyonce hung up. Soon he came to Qin Luo again: "Professor Qin, Mr. Richard Miller is in a hurry. Let's go up first." "If you have any questions, I believe Mr. Richard Miller should be able to explain it more clearly than I did." "Please ~" "please..." Qin Luo smiles and walks into the elevator with dline. As one of the three major media companies in the United States, BBC is very rich. Even the elevators use gold-plated paint, incomparable luxury. Ding Dong ~ accompanied by a clear prompt, the elevator stopped steadily.
