Qiao Xiguan took a deep breath, her body trembling slightly.
Very good.
Always picking the things that make her angry, always choosing the perfect time, making her hate to the core.
Her eyes moved slightly, looking at the incoming call on her phone, she hurriedly answered, "Mr. Wang."
"Miss Qiao, many reporters have come to the kindergarten, almost besieging it. We want to send Niannian back first, but there are too many reporters outside. Just now, when we tried to take Niannian out, the reporters surged forward, continuously calling Niannian's name and taking photos, which scared her to tears. We don't dare to go out again easily. Do you want to come and pick her up now, or should we try to send her back later?"
"I'll pick her up, don't move now."
"Okay." There was a sigh of relief from the other side.
Qiao Xiguan hung up the phone and walked straight out.
"President Qiao, there's less than an hour left before the ribbon-cutting."
"I know."
