Miss Su, I Write Poems For You - C236

“Oh, good.”

Hearing that Yu he had something to do with himself, Qiao pan was relieved.

In fact, even she didn’t know what it was because of. Every time she saw Yu He, she would feel nervous and even alert.

But since someone else came to entrust the studio, she couldn’t push the business out of the door.

After all, she and her little group still depend on their income in the studio.

“Mr. Yu, please specify the situation and requirements. Although our studio has a wide range of business, we will consider whether the studio can take over the job if it is wrong or unreasonable.”

With the front of the beginning, Qiao hope immediately business, with Yu He side toward the outside work room, while alienating politely said.

Yu He nodded and said, “well, my sister always wanted to donate some hope primary schools to help those children who are not convenient to go to school. However, there are too many charity poverty alleviation organizations now, and it is difficult to find out how many of them can really do practical work. I set up a charity foundation in the name of my sister Yu Qian and raised a sum of money. I hope your studio can help me to investigate these charities and see if I can choose a reliable one to do this. How can I say that it’s a way of offering love? I don’t think Miss Qiao will refuse it? ”

Yu He’s words seem casual, but every sentence seems to be trying to test Qiao Pan’s reaction.

Qiao pan instinctively felt Yu He’s temptation to himself. Although he thought it was strange, he replied with a smile: “I also have a son who is in kindergarten. I’m willing to contribute to the public welfare. Mr. Yu, please provide the name and information of the charities to be investigated. Although it’s for public welfare, Mr. Yu still needs to pay in advance. Mr. Yu, please come with me and go to our finance department to pay the fee. ”

With that, Qiao pan gets up and takes Yu he directly to the financial department.

Because it involves public welfare, Qiao pan applies to Su Jingen and gives Yu he a 20% discount. In the end, he receives only 48000 yuan for a total of 60000 yuan.

The studio promised the customers that it would investigate until they were satisfied.

If the follow-up customers have any other requirements, they can also timely put forward to negotiate with the studio, so as to facilitate the adjustment and modification of the agreement.

After paying half of the money in advance, Qiao pan takes the printed entrustment cooperation agreement to Yu He and asks him to sign it after confirmation.

But when Qiao pan handed over a signature pen, Yu He’s eyes sank obviously. Then he took Qiao Pan’s wrist and stared at an obvious butterfly scar in his wrist and said, “what’s this? Why do you have scars like this? ”

Yu he held it suddenly and forcefully.

Because of the pain and the sudden feeling, Qiao pan took a cold breath and said, “Mr. Yu, what are you doing? You hurt me

Feeling Qiao Pan’s struggle, Yu he realized how abrupt his action was.

Even if the person in front of him is really Yu Qian, if she is determined not to recognize him, he has no right to set peck.

With a dim look in his eyes, Yu he slowly released his hand and said, “sorry, I just saw the scar on your wrist. I just feel a little familiar. When I was a child, my sister Yu Qian suffered a wound in her right wrist because she was naughty, leaving a scar of butterfly makeup. At that time, my sister thought that scar was ugly. Originally, she wanted to go to tattoo to cover it. After I scolded her, she gave up… ”

At that time, he had just entered senior one, while Yu Qian was still in junior high school.

In fact, from then on, he should have felt Yu Qian’s heart.

It’s just that he thinks things too simply. He simply thinks that Yu Qian just likes his brother and relies on himself.

If he can find out early, he may be able to kill everything from the root and let Yu Qian lose his unrealistic fantasies

In this way, the following things will not happen.

Unfortunately, everything is just if.

Even without Yu Qian’s heart, if he can’t control his heart, he also deserves to die

“Oh, yes.”

When Qiao pan heard Yu He’s words, he felt strange.

It’s like looking at the person in front of her and talking about the things he missed, her heart will follow the joys and sorrows and tremble.

But when she carefully to capture, but also found that this strange actually inexplicably disappeared.

It’s like, it’s all her delusions.

She was surprised at her sensitivity and nervousness!

It’s just the second time that she meets Yu Hecai. Why does she feel that he is getting more and more familiar with him, and the way he looks at himself is becoming more and more affectionateThinking of a memory she once lost that she thought was very important, but she couldn’t remember it, Qiao pan was stunned. Was it really related to the memories she lost?

But what kind of connection will it be?

Joe couldn’t figure it out.

At the same time, she also restrained herself from thinking.

Anyway, no matter how relevant, she can’t be Yu Qian, Mr. Yu’s dead sister.

On this point, Joaquin was quite sure.

“Now that the matter has been settled, Mr. Yu will go back first. After we have sorted out the information and investigated, we will inform you.”

Politely lead Yu He to walk towards the door of the studio, Qiao hopes to see off the guests directly and politely.

Yu He smiles and knows that it’s not a good day to stay any longer. Although from his heart, he doesn’t want to leave, he can’t be quick in some things.

Yu he is not stupid. On the contrary, he is very sober at this moment.

“Well, Miss Laurie.”

Yu He nodded politely to Qiao pan, but at the moment when he was wrong with Qiao pan, his big hand suddenly stroked Qiao Pan’s shoulder and suddenly brushed it.

Joe pan was startled and instinctively backed away.

For Yu He’s close, she feels blushing and heartbeat inexplicably.

Yu he could only smile and explained, “you have a hair on your shoulder.”

“Oh, thank you.”

Qiao pan blushed and turned back to the reference room.

And Yu He, slightly looked down at the woman’s hair lying in his palm, his deep eyes flashed a faint light.