"Okay, President Qin," Secretary Qian smiled.
she sighed. " director he has been spoiled. it's normal that he doesn't know about family affairs. "
Her words of comfort reminded Qin mo of uncle he and aunt su. He and he Huan could be considered childhood sweethearts. They had a friendship from the previous generation. No matter how much they argued, they couldn't make it too ugly. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing for his parents.
he walked into the phone.
Secretary Qian said goodbye outside the elevator, but Qin Mo's mind had already flown away.
when he arrived at the parking lot, he got into the car, started the car, and lit a cigarette to refresh himself.
After a day and a night, he was indeed a little tired.
However, he didn't smoke any more after two sticks. He listened to music all the way home.
It was already eight o 'clock.
