Jian An sent Qiao Qingai to the Qiao's Financial Group.
After he got out of the car and opened it, Qiao Qingai got out of the car and looked at the Qiao family's company in front of her.
"Miss Qing Qing, should I go in with you or wait for you here?" Jian An asked.
Qiao Qing thought about it for a while. This time, she would probably have to listen to her mother's earnest persuasion again. It would not end in a short time.
"I'll go by myself," Qiao Qingai said, "Didn't you say that I'm going to ask the cook for help again? You can go and have a look. I'll call you after I've finished talking to my mother."
Jian An nodded. "Okay, Miss Qing Hua, if you have something to do, you can call me at any time."
After Jian An drove away, Qiao Qingai walked into the door of the Qiao's company. Mrs.Qiao's secretary was already waiting there. "Miss Qiao, the company is already waiting for you. Please."