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inside.

As soon as Qiao Nian entered, she saw Su Mo coming up.

Su Mo wore a silver-gray suit today, and his height of 1.7 meters [-]+ is not tall in Beijing, but his facial features are well-shaped, his back is always straight, and his spirit is straight.

As soon as he saw Qiao Nian, he showed a faint smile and walked over to say hello: "Miss Qiao."

"Yes." Qiao Nian agreed, and walked towards the elevator: "Go up first."

Su Mo glanced in the direction Liang Lu was walking, and followed her into the elevator.

Yuan Yongqin's office is on the 16th floor. The decoration style of the office is very similar to the decoration style of her office in the headquarters around the city. They are both bright and atmospheric.

It's not too particular about the decoration, but the office has good lighting and a good location.They all have huge windows overlooking the city.

Su Mo led her in with ease, and as soon as Qiao Nian entered, he walked towards the bar: "Miss Qiao, sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll squeeze juice for you."

Probably afraid that Qiao Nian would be bored, he went on to say: "I put all the materials that Mr. Yuan asked you to read on the sofa table, you can read them first."

Whenever Qiao Nian thought of orange juice, she would get a headache. Seeing his busy back, she could only suppress the depression in her chest and walk towards the sofa.

In the office is a leather sofa, black style, very simple, and the leather is good.

At a glance, she saw that there were about seven or eight documents on the table that Sumo said were stacked in a thick stack.

Qiao Nian walked over and picked up a random book, found a corner of the sofa and sat down.

She had just sat down when she heard Sumo's voice inside.

"Those are research projects that we want to seek funding from Chengfeng Group this year. Mr. Yuan means that Miss Qiao, you can make the decision."

"Ah."

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes and lowered her eyelashes to take a look.

A line of block letters was printed on the white cover of the document - Research on the Application Value of Minimally Invasive Surgery in Neurosurgery.

A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, she did not expect that the first project she got was a project related to medicine.

Just at this time, Su Mo squeezed out a glass of orange juice with a juice machine, saw her leaning on the sofa and focused on the documents in her hand, and said with a light smile, "There are a lot of medical research projects asking us to apply for funds this year. I remember two or three, and by coincidence, two of them were brain studies."

He is a top student in the finance department and doesn't know much about medicine.

The only judgment is the name on the cover of the document. Su Mo can't remember whether the name of brain surgery is written on two or three project documents.

He bent down and put the glass in front of Qiao Nian, and said with a smile, "Miss Qiao, I added two ice cubes for you. Mr. Yuan said that Mr. Ye, whom she met at your birthday party last time, told her that you