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But anyway, what he did today made him a little guilty.
After all, what he did today was to say that he directly cut off the research funding for others, and it was known that he was going to be beaten with a sack.
So he was really embarrassed to face Rong Qiu's greetings.
Seeing the deputy commander of the military region avoid his sight, Rong Qiu couldn't help but feel puzzled.
But Qin Muye took a step forward silently: "Let's go."
When passing Rong Qiu, Qin Muye stopped, lowered his voice silently, and said one more sentence in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You are not suitable."
After saying this, the man walked away.
Rong Qiu was no longer angry.
But now hearing Qin Muye's words, it was like a pile of gunpowder ignited by a spark, and his anger was tumbling.
He really wants to stop this arrogant alpha and ask him if I am not suitable for him, is it suitable for you. Whether it is suitable or not, he, the party, has not expressed his opinion, how can an outsider comment.
But at this time, the man and the deputy commander had already left the restaurant.
The man is tall and has long legs, and he has a good momentum. Even his back is so arrogant. Sure enough, the alpha's nature is evil, and there is still a faint scent of agarwood in the air when he leaves.
Damn familiar and smells good.
Rong Qiu twisted the tip of his nose fiercely, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The ring on his ring finger had been turned by him to the point where it could become hot and on fire. The next second, he angrily took his wallet to settle today's bill.
Zhao Nanchen, who had already left the parking lot, was a little flustered.
He was very excited when he saw his idol just now, but ignored Brother Rong Qiu's reaction. Brother Rong Qiu seemed to know his idol.
But not acquaintance, but resentment.
Although Brother Rong Qiu has a bad temper and usually likes to show a fierce face, he will definitely not be that kind of mean-spirited person. But brother Rong Qiu, who just faced the idol, looked very cold, the corners of his lips were tensed, and he was about to fight.
There will be no festival between these two.
But his brother told him that Brother Rong Qiu came to the 13th Military Region five years ago, and his idol just came over the past few days, so why did he have a grudge.
Zhao Nanchen's mind was blocked, and he couldn't think of anything.
When Rong Qiu strode to the passenger door, he saw a certain A-level alpha hammering his steering wheel with his iron head from the window.
Rong Qiu: ?
Although his car is not expensive, he wouldn't want to retaliate so recklessly.
Rong Qiu threw the wallet from the car window into the co-pilot's seat, which made Zhao Nanchen regain his senses, and quickly pressed the lock on Rong Qiu.
Rong Qiu got in the car and found that Zhao Nanchen was still looking at him. Rong Qiu's eyebrows are handsome, but his expression is extremely impatient. He put one hand on his forehead and looked sharply to the side: "What are you looking at, why don't you drive fast. If I didn't answer your meal, what would I do? Will meet that nasty alpha again today."
Zhao Nanchen's hands were shaking when he turned the steering wheel.
God, what kind of revenge did Brother Rong Qiu have with his idol?
When he got home, Rong Qiu was in a bad mood and slept deeply all afternoon.
When he got up, he was even more irritable. His hair was messy and irritable. Zhao Nanchen went to work in the afternoon, so he was not affected.
Now, there is only Rong Qiu in the whole villa.
The house was clean and spotless, Rong Qiu didn't even bother to wear shoes, the cigarette case in the compartment under the coffee table in the living room had become an empty box, and when he touched it, Rong Qiu frowned and walked to the kitchen barefoot. Open the refrigerator and take out a can of cold soda with one hand. The cold drink just taken out of the refrigerator soon has a layer of water mist on the surface, and then slowly gathers and falls into droplets of water.
Rong Qiu didn't care much, he opened the pull tab of the can with one hand.
With a "呲" sound, Rong Qiu poured down his mouth.
He rarely looks so eager, and he usually pays attention to the protection of his health, and only when it is extremely hot will he open the refrigerator and draw out a bottle of cold soda.
A can of soda.
The water droplets on the ground also condensed into a pool.
Rong Qiu's annoyance from taking a nap was relieved a little.
Rong Qiu finally noticed that on his mobile phone, Dean Qian's avatar had been pushed to the top, and it was still "dididi" at the moment, and new lines appeared one after another. information.
Rong Qiu sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked down.
Dean Qian: "Fuck, that immortal thing is targeting our Mecha Research Institute again!"
Dean Qian: "But Xiaoqiu, don't worry, if we are short of money, you will definitely have the money for the project."
Dean Qian: "Our Mecha Research Institute will not be interrupted by a small setback, and the great trend of growth will not be interrupted. We are positive and we are developing vigorously."
Dean Qian: "One heart and one, you and I have a bright future!"
Dean Qian: "Smile. jpg"
Rong Qiu showed a puzzled expression
Dean Qian's message was out of whack.
Rong Qiu could only vaguely judge that it seemed that there was another problem with the funding of the research institute.
Dean Qian: "By the way, come to my office at noon tomorrow and let's talk about it carefully."
Rong Qiuya's mouth is sore.
Rong Qiu is about to have PTSD about the word office.
Noon the next day.
Rong Qiu still went to Dean Qian's office, but he didn't even change his white coat when he was busy.
Once inside, there were several more photos posted on Dean Qian's desk. They were all photos of a certain person from different angles, and there were different dart marks on them.
Rong Qiu was used to it.
The person in the photo is the deputy commander of the military region he met at dinner yesterday.
This person and Dean Qian clearly work in the military region, and the other is the dean of the research institute. There is no direct connection between the two, but Dean Qian has always regarded him as a mortal enemy.