Chapter 259 has some research on psychology
Wen Qiao tried to code, but was so confused that he finally hesitated before leaving for the first floor.
Nian Chengfu was still looking at his laptop in the living room, giving people a very busy feeling.
Wen Qiao went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water. He observed Nian Chengfu not far away from the living room for three seconds, then walked into the living room with the water glass in his hand, sat down on the single sofa opposite Nian Chengfu, and then looked at Nian Chengfu for a moment. Staring at Nian Chengfu.
Well, after watching him for so long, he is still looking at the computer. Is he so busy?
A certain Joe thought in confusion.
Seeing Nian Chengfu looking serious at work, Wen Qiao put down the water glass, sat lazily on the sofa, stretched and rolled his neck.
Nian Chengfu still looked at the computer seriously.
Wen Qiao curled his lips, stood up, and jumped twice on the open space next to the single sofa.
Nian Chengfu was still looking at the computer seriously, as if the surrounding movements were not enough to attract his attention.
Wen Qiao gritted his teeth.
At this moment she finally understood that Nian Chengfu did it on purpose.
Ignoring her on purpose.
Deliberately ignore her.
Fuck, why is this damn man so crazy?
She doesn't seem to be doing anything, so why are you ignoring her?
Wen Qiao glanced at Nian Chengfu and saw that Nian Chengfu's eyes were glued to the computer. Wen Qiao couldn't help but stretch, and then strolled leisurely to the white screen without any paintings on it.
"Hey, this screen has been here for so long, it's time to tidy it up..." Wen Qiao said thoughtfully, glancing at Nian Chengfu on the sofa from the corner of his eye, and saw his fingers jumping quickly on the keyboard. Wen Qiao thought for a moment, then coughed and asked Nian Chengfu: "Nian, what do you think I should draw on it?"
Nian Chengfu's flying fingers on the keyboard paused slightly. He raised his eyes and looked at Wen Qiao. His eyes were as calm as water. That look was a lot normal for Wen Qiao.
"what ever……."
After saying these two words, Nian Chengfu turned his attention to the computer again.
On the computer were chat messages between him and his deputy Yan Cheng.
Nian: Help me find a doctor.
Yan Cheng: Boss, which aspect?
Nian: Nervous... Yan Cheng: Okay.
On the other side of the construction site, Yan Cheng, who was supervising the construction of the new company, was wearing a white helmet and chatting with Nian Chengfu on his smartphone. When he finished replying to the message, he realized something was wrong.
"The boss actually asked me to find him a neurological doctor. You're right." He glanced at his phone. Both the ID and profile picture on it were Nian Chengfu's, no problem. "Neurology! Does the boss want it himself or does anyone else need it?"
After struggling for many times, Yan Cheng couldn't help the gossip in his heart and couldn't help but send a message to Nian Chengfu.
Yancheng: boss.
Yan Cheng: I would like to ask, who wants this doctor...?
Nian Chengfu rubbed his eyebrows and returned to Yancheng.
Year: me.
"Dannian, you actually want a neurologist!"
Nian Chengfu, who was replying to Yan Cheng, accidentally heard Wen Qiao's words. This little woman appeared behind him at some point, but compared to Wen Qiao's appearance, what Wen Qiao said the next second made Nian Chengfu The eyebrows are raised, and the headache is tight.
"But it's really time for you to take a look. By the way, do you want to take a look at psychology? I'm not talented, and I have done some research on psychology..."
"Don't talk, I don't have any problems."
Nian Chengfu spoke with a gloomy face.
He felt that if he accepted the request, he would become a person with neurological problems and mental illness.
"Ah!" Wen Qiao was stunned, with hesitation and disbelief on his face: "Are you sure?"
Are you sure there's nothing wrong with you?
Wen Qiao couldn't believe it no matter how he ignored people and acted like an old man going through menopause.
"Sure……."
(End of this chapter)
