Zhao Qingyan thought about it before answering carefully: "This story shows that in this era, the real economy is in a dilemma, while the asset bubble is becoming more and more crazy, and the exchange rate problem has triggered the reconstruction of interests."

Mo Saiwen looked at her again, and this time it was not the one I looked at just now, but the one I looked at.

She didn't expect Zhao Qingyan to be so in-depth and accurate in analytical manner.

This question also laid the foundation for their conversation.

After an hour, the two had a great time talking.

"Sorry, Miss Zhao. I really want to continue discussing with you, but my time does not allow it." Mo Saiwen has the next itinerary to hurry up.

Zhao Qingyan nodded, "It should be that I said I was embarrassed. I wasted your time." This hour of conversation was enough for her to digest for a while. The ancients said, "Listen to your words is better than reading for ten years." This is indeed reasonable.

Then Zhao Qingyan thanked him and left.

Midway through, she went to the bathroom.

Later, when I walked to the hotel lobby, I happened to see a group of people surrounding Mo Saiwen and leaving in a mighty manner.

Mo Saiwen turned her head slightly and seemed to be making a phone call.

Zhao Qingyan accidentally eavesdropped on other people's phone calls, but Mo Saiwen's voice fell into her ears without any bias, "Mr. Qiao, tell you, my mission has been completed..."

Although I heard this sentence vaguely, Mo Saiwen's "Mr. Qiao" touched Zhao Qingyan's sensitive nerves.

She almost subconsciously felt that what Mo Saiwen said was Qiao Junxi.

But is this possible?

After thinking about it carefully, I felt that my thoughts were too crazy.

Perhaps, this is just a coincidence.

In the afternoon, Zhao Qingyan was idle.

She read books and enjoyed the scenery in the hotel, which was quite comfortable.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, she began to slept, but tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

So he simply sat up and started playing with his cell phone.

"Are you waiting for the phone?" Gu Yi saw her turning around with her phone, as if she was not browsing Weibo or WeChat, so he asked a question.

Ah? Does she have it?

"No. I just don't have sleepiness."

Zhao Qingyan didn't think about this, but Gu Yi's words seemed to touch her mind.

She suddenly felt a little empty in her heart.

Qiao Junxi did not send her a text message today, nor did she send any news.

Has he not finished this point yet?

She couldn't help but think of Qiao Junxi's design for her marriage again. Although Qiao Junxi's behavior was a bit bad, she never doubted Qiao Junxi's love for her.

The night is already very deep. The night is a bit solemn.

This place is a thousand miles away from S City.

I don’t know if City S, thousands of miles away, is beautiful tonight.

Suddenly, a feeling of longing ran out...

I don’t know if Zhao Erha and Qiao Junxi are happy to get along with each other these two days.

I don’t know if Qiao Junxi has returned to Yihongju?

There is also the green ivy she moved to Yihongju. Have you sprouted new buds in the past two days?

What Zhao Qingyan didn't know was that the person she thought was thousands of miles away was actually only a distance from her. She was on this side of the aisle and he was on that side of the aisle.

But there is one thing she guessed correctly. Qiao Junxi was very busy today, and he was holding a video conference in the room at this moment. So he didn't contact Zhao Qingyan in time.
Chapter completed!