Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"What do you think?" Feng Yu couldn't tell her directly, so he pulled her over and introduced the two of them with a smile: "Mr. Xue, let me introduce to you. This is Qiao Nian, my chosen successor. , the future master of the First Research Institute.”

He looked at the girl again, his tone was much more relaxed, and he could tell who he was closer to: "Nian Nian, this is Mr. Xue, from the Privy Council."

Privy Council?

Qiao Nian now heard the Privy Council frowning subconsciously, feeling a little inexplicably cold. However, since Feng Yu brought someone to find her, at least it meant that this person had no ill intentions.

So she stretched out her hand and greeted politely: "Hello."

The silver-haired old man is about seventy years old. He looks unremarkable, but his eyes are shining brightly. The dark red buttoned Tang suit on him does not look like a person from country M, but more like an Oriental. He also has An oriental introverted temperament.

It's just that his eyes are amber, and he is not tall among Westerners, only about 1.7 meters, a little shorter than Feng Yu.

When Qiao Nian was looking at him, the silver-haired old man was also looking at her.

Those shrewd eyes looked from her face to her body, and finally returned to Qiao Nian's face, smiling slightly: "Don't be nervous, I'm not here to find trouble with you."

Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows, took her hand back, reached out and pulled down her peaked cap to reveal her snow-white jawline: "It's not convenient to chat here. I know there is a place to drink water outside, where should we go to chat?"

Feng Yu was in the middle to smooth things over: "Mr. Xue, there are too many people here. The place Niannian mentioned is not far outside the research institute. Let's go over and chat."

The silver-haired old man was very talkative and agreed: "Okay."

The three of them arrived at the cafe outside the institute in a blink of an eye. Qiao Nian went over to order food, and ordered two cups of low-sugar latte and a cup of lemonade with ice that she drank. She quickly came back with three glasses of water on a tray.

"Your coffee."

She placed two cups of low-sugar latte in front of Feng Yu and the silver-haired old man respectively, then took the remaining seat and sat down. She looked up at the silver-haired old man and said very bluntly: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Ahem..." Feng Yu just lowered his head and took a sip of coffee and almost choked in his throat. Fortunately, he quickly grabbed a piece of paper and covered his mouth, so he didn't spit out the coffee.

The silver-haired old man was much calmer than him and took out a piece of paper and handed it to him.

Then he looked at the girl, with a flash of interest in his eyes. He seemed to appreciate the girl's straightforward character. He took a sip of coffee and said, "Did you know that the Privy Council is going to vote on your recruitment?"

Qiao Nian didn't care about this and told the truth: "Honestly, I just found out."

Ever since she had a falling out with a few people who came to her door that day, she no longer cared about the affairs of the Privy Council, nor was she interested in doing so.

"Haha." The silver-haired old man smiled instead and told her happily: "I really want you to join the Privy Council."

"The Privy Council has been rotten for too long. We need someone to break the rot, but we have never found the right person."

He looked at the girl and said without concealing his praise: "You are... just like I thought, you have the character of the Ji family!"

The direct descendants of the Ji family have always been different. They are smart enough, and this intelligence beyond ordinary people is like a double-edged sword.

Some people choose the sharp side of a double-edged sword, some choose the back of the blade.