Just based on this, Qiao Chen still had the value of being nurtured.
At this thought, Wei Ling recalled something. "By the way, is your promotion banquet the day after tomorrow?"
At the mention of the promotion banquet, Qiao Chen had mixed feelings, but she was mostly proud. She nodded and pursed her lips gently. "Yes. At noon the day after tomorrow, in the banquet hall on the third floor of Huanyu Hotel."
She had told her about the location once.
Wei Ling did not spend much time in Rao City and did not know much about the hotels here. When she heard the name of the hotel, she immediately remembered that it was a famous five-star hotel in the area.
The hotel was not bad.
Her expression softened a little as she said, "Professor Cheng Wu will be here tomorrow morning. Pick him up at the airport with me in the morning."
"Okay." Hearing that Cheng Wu would come over a day earlier, it was obvious how much he valued Qiao Chen. Her face finally turned a little red.
Sometimes, Wei Ling did not like how excited she was about small favors. However, she still wanted to use Qiao Chen to slap Qiao Nian's face. She could only pretend not to see it. She suppressed the displeasure in her heart and straightened her clothes. She said calmly,
"Other than Professor Cheng Wu, I plan to invite a few people and my friends from Beijing."
According to her original plan, Qiao Chen successfully acknowledging Nie Mi as her master was the climax of her slapping Qiao Nian in the face. She did not particularly want to hold the school promotion banquet.
Now that her plan was ruined, she could only change her mind.
"I thought about it. Since we're going to do it, let's make it more lively this time. After all, it's a good thing that you got into Qing University. Since it's a good thing, there's no need for us to hide it and not let anyone know."
Qiao Chen knew very well that Wei Ling's friends were all wealthy madams in Beijing. She couldn't hide her excitement as she looked up.
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