Chapter 2372 (1/2)
”S city...” Long Hanmo's fingers trembled a little.
”Yes, after all, I'm close to Tianqi's marriage. I should visit Tianqi's grandparents.” ”In fact, there are some other things about apocalypse. I'd like to make an appointment with you on Saturday night. Do you think it's ok?”
”Saturday?” Long Hanmo looked at his secretary: ”Saturday night.”
”You have no plans for that day.” The Secretary replied.
”Yes.” Long Hanmo answered.
”That's settled.” Yilanyou and longhanmo exchanged greetings before hanging up.
Put the mobile phone aside, long Hanmo takes a deep breath.
His son is going to get married. Does that mean that he will not be far away holding his grandson?
Just Does he really wait for that day?
Long Hanmo's eyes sank slightly, and there was a touch of depression in his eyes.
”President long, do you want to sign this contract?” Asked the secretary.
”Let's have a look at it for the time being. You can call the planning department.” Long Hanmo said.
”Yes.” The secretary walked out of the office, took out his cell phone and dialed a number. Before he got to the elevator, the other party got on the phone: ”madam.”
”What is it?” Pour the milk into the black coffee cup. Feng Yingshu draws a circle in the cup with a beautiful silver spoon and stirs it.
”Mr. long said that he would have to read the contract with Fengshi again. Do you think he would have doubted it?” The Secretary's eyes are slightly heavy.
“……” The hand that stirs with spoon stops slightly, the light ripple in coffee cup does not stop however.
”Madame?” The secretary did not hear Feng Yingshu's reply and asked again.
”It doesn't matter.” Feng Yingshu said: ”when he doubts about the contract, please contact me.”
”Yes.” The Secretary answered.
”Is there anything else?” Feng Yingshu once again stirred the coffee in the mixing cup with a spoon and asked.
”Let me tell you again. Mr. long was invited out on Saturday night.” Said the secretary.
”Who?” Feng Yingshu asked casually with a coffee cup.
”Ilanyou.” The Secretary replied.
“……” Feng Yingshu's eyes gradually sink, showing a touch of cold on his face: ”Ilan you?”
”Yes.” The Secretary answered.
”I see.” Feng Yingshu just hung up.
Sipping the wall of the coffee cup, let the tip of the tongue taste the strong taste of coffee. Feng Yingshu takes a deep breath and rests on the sofa.
This Ilan you
What do you want to do?
Feng Yingshu quietly drinks a whole cup of coffee before she gets up and walks to the side of the computer table. She reaches out her fingertips and taps on the computer keyboard. A voice change call is dialed from the virtual IP.