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Loo Zhixun closed his eyes and pinched the roots of his mountain. His entire body looked haggard, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.1
There were too many things to worry about recently. Not many of these people could be of much help. "It's the higher-ups' idea."
Loo Zhixun said faintly.
This decision was indeed the superior's idea. Because it was a matter of great importance, the superior said that they needed to think about it. More importantly, he also felt that someone like Su Ningning would not really use this mask.
In the end, it was something used by deceased people. It was indeed not suitable for a grand wedding day.
Su Ningning's words were ambiguous, and Loo Zhixun had to think more about it.
"What do the people above mean?"
Cai Yufan did not dare to lose his temper. He looked at Loo Zhixun seriously. "Mr. Xun, don't tell me the people above want to not sell it?"
Loo Zhixun opened his eyes. He looked up and strode to the window. "Not really."
It was a fool not to make money.
"Mr. Xun, are you worried about something?"
Zhao Hehua had been with these people for a long time and she had also learned to be smart. Loo Zhixun clearly had something on his mind.
He took two steps forward and closed the distance between him and Loo Zhixun. "Mr. Xun, I think Su Ningning likes that mask. Don't tell me she really doesn't want to sell it?"
Zhao Hehua had a somewhat probing look as she stared at Loo Zhixun.
"Why don't I ask Su Ningning?" As she spoke, she went to get her phone.
Loo Zhixun grabbed her hand at the right time. "Don't ask. I will handle this. Do you think Su Ningning really wants to use that mask when she wants to get married?"
Zhao Hehua smiled faintly. She felt that Loo Zhixun was simply looking for trouble. Such an expensive thing, and it was even a phoenix hairpin. A set of it was already over a hundred million. If they were to get married with this hairpin, what face would they have to lose? How could they not use it?
Su Ningning didn't seem like a flamboyant person, but in fact, there were traces of her everywhere in the Jingshi University.
When she could be flamboyant, why must she hold it in? If she could have such a glorious moment, she couldn't wait for everyone to know.
"If it's me, I will buy it. Not only will I buy it, but I will also use it. Mr. Xun, aren't you being too careful?"
Loo Zhixun looked into the distance. He also felt that he was being too careful. He had been overthinking everything. It was better to wait for the phone call from upstairs.
"Maybe I am thinking too much. But the things should be able to be sold. Don't worry. Go back and rest early. Try to build a good relationship with Su Ningning and the others. Don't worry about earning money in the future."
After chatting with Zhao Hehua for a while, Loo Zhixun felt much more relaxed. Cai Yufan, who was beside him, also heaved a sigh of relief.
"Okay. I will go back to school first."
After Zhao Hehua greeted him, she went out to call a taxi back to Jingshi University.
The wind in October night brought a trace of coldness. She deliberately opened the window and the cold wind mercilessly poured into her neck, but she did not feel cold at all.
Su Ningning was able to buy a head worth over a hundred million without blinking, but she had to fuss over a meal worth more than ten thousand. Why was it so different!
Her jealous heart twisted crazily. She secretly told herself that she had to integrate into Su Ningning's circle.
When the car reached the entrance of Jingshi University, Zhao Hehua was not in a hurry to go in. Instead, she bought a few cups of milk tea and went back to the dormitory. She should have a good relationship with Su Ningning and the rest, but now it was not entirely for work.
When they returned to the dormitory, Chung Wenyao and Chi Haitang were chatting about something. Zhao Hehua felt a little lost when she did not see Su Ningning's people. But on the surface, she was smiling and her attitude was very good, "Why didn't I see Ningning? Didn't she say that she was staying at the school during this period of time?"
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