Chapter 972

"I asked you to come at seven in the evening. What are you doing here early in the morning?" In his prime, Mo shouted at Professor Wu.

At... Seven in the evening?

Professor Wu was so stunned that he quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Sheng Shimo. "Mr. President, i... I don't mean to offend Miss Wen, but... The notice on the text message really says 7 a.m..."

morning?

Sheng Shimo took a look at his mobile phone. Sure enough, he frowned when he saw that the content of the message was 7 a.m.

What's going on?!

Just then, the driver suddenly rushed out and rushed in. He knelt down in front of Sheng Shimo with a plop. He was so afraid that he couldn't even say a word.

"Mr. President, it's all my fault. I was too sleepy when I sent a text message to Professor Wu. As a result... As a result, I changed 7:00 in the evening to 7:00 in the morning. Mr. President, I didn't mean it. You... Just spare me this time!"

After hearing this, Sheng Shimo's cold eyes seemed to burst into a flame, staring down at the driver, as if to burn him to ashes.

Then, gently lift the thin lips.

"Get out of the presidential palace. I don't need useless people around me!"

Compared with the raging anger at the bottom of his eyes, Sheng Shimo's tone of voice is light and light, as if he is telling a very common thing.

With that, he walked around the driver in the way without even giving him a chance to beg for mercy.

Professor Wu, who has been watching all the time, knows that it's none of his business or his fault, but he is still so afraid that even his teeth begin to tremble.

The sudden fear spread to all parts of the body.

Too... Too terrible!

Sheng Shimo is not a reckless man, let alone call a psychology professor to the presidential palace to see her without telling Wen churan.

He specially arranged for the psychology professor to come over in the evening, so that he wanted to talk to her calmly before that, and it was best to ask for her consent.

Who knows, there was such a mistake.

Professor Wu spoke carefully. "Basically, very few patients are willing to see a psychologist. In the consciousness of ordinary people, seeing a psychologist means that they are ill and afraid that others will look at themselves differently. Naturally, there is a psychological resistance.

However, your excellency, don't worry. People's hearts seem strong, but they are actually vulnerable. As long as I come every day and chat with Miss Wen in the form of friends, I will be able to open Miss Wen's heart. "

In his prime, Mo sat on the sofa and pressed the swollen temples with his bony fingers. He seemed a little agitated.

He casually sent Professor Wu away. "I'll inform you when I come next time."

"Yes!" Professor Wu answered, then turned around and left the presidential palace.

At noon, the dishes on the table have been prepared, but Wen churan has not appeared for a long time.

Seeing Sheng Shimo's face getting more and more ugly, the servant hurriedly said, "Miss Wen just sent a message that she was full of gas and couldn't eat anything. Let's... Leave her alone..."

"Send the food up!" At that time, Mo Leng said in a strong tone, "no matter what way you think, let her eat! If she doesn't eat, you get out of the presidential palace! "

Hearing this, the servant in the restaurant turned pale and hurried to prepare the dishes.