Chapter 794

President's office.

After signing, Shan non night long fingers played with the black pen, "Wu and Kai of Sunwell Hotel asked me to talk about the cooperation in the next quarter, you go for me."

"No Mo Han refused even though he didn't want to.

"Hello! How can you do that! You're the vice president of Shan. It's your duty! " Shan Fei stares at night, "I don't care. I'll send it to your mobile phone later."

In the end, Mo Han went to the banquet that night.

This kind of social intercourse is almost the same process, eating and drinking, then switching to nightclubs, and continuing to drink and have fun.

As for business, we should make an appointment in our respective conference rooms after that.

Therefore, Mo Han has been sneering at this kind of social intercourse.

Wu Hekai, the vice president of Sunwell Hotel, is a middle-aged man in his 40s. He didn't expect that Mo Han, the vice president of Shan's, was so young and promising. He felt that it was too late for him to meet each other and asked for advice.

Mo Han was so annoyed that he could only politely answer his endless questions.

Finally stayed up until more than 11 pm, a group of people came out of the nightclub.

Mo Han driver's daughter's birthday today, he let the driver go home with her daughter, and then pick up when he called.

After seeing off Wu Hekai and others, Mo Han stood on the street for a while. After blowing for a while, he felt that his drinking did not abate, but he had a headache.

As soon as he got on the bus, he pinched his eyebrows and found his cell phone to make a call.

There pick up, didn't wait for the other side to speak, he will deep vomit out three words: "come to pick me up."

The summer Mu snow holds the handset, a heart crazy jumps.

On the repeated confirmation screen, there is only a short record of 5 seconds of call time.

From Mohan, that's right.

Why did Mo Han call her?

Why would you let her pick him up?

She knew that Mo Han had a dinner party with Wu Hekai in Sunwell Hotel today. Mo Han had drunk too much and dialed the wrong number.

Ecstasy gradually subsided, she found Mo Han driver's phone to dial the past.

……

Mo Han didn't know how long he had been sitting in the car. When he was confused, the door seemed to be opened, and then a soft female voice rang out.

"Vice President? Vice President? Are you all right? "

"Well." Mo Han slowly opened his eyes, eyes, is a beautiful face.

She was wearing a sportswear, a ponytail and a plain face.

"You?" A Zheng, "summer Mu snow?"

"Yes, vice president."

"Why are you? What about Xiao Wang? "

"Brother Wang's daughter is ill. He is in the hospital now, so please let me pick you up."

"Nonsense." Mo Han low scold a, sit straight body, pinch eyebrows.

"Vice president, I, I have a driver's license. I drive very steadily." Xia muxue thinks that he dislikes himself, so he can't help but explain in a low voice.

Mo Han looked at her and said in a low voice, "if a girl comes out by herself at night, aren't you afraid?"

It turned out that he was worried about himself.

This idea is like fireworks, exploded in the mind of Xia muxue, colorful.

"No, it's OK." Red face said a sentence, summer Mu snow starts the car, "vice president, where do you live?"

In addition to being a little unskilled when starting the car at the beginning, as she said, her driving skills are really good.

About half an hour later, the car drove into a high-end community and stopped in front of an apartment building.

"Vice president, here we are."

The man in the back seat gave a "um" sound, pushed the door open and got out of the car.

Xia muxue got out of the car and nodded to the man, "well, vice president, I'll go back first."

Just walked two steps, just listen to his voice: "wait a minute."

Turning his wrist to show his watch, Mo Han said, "it's more than one o'clock. Do you want to go home alone?"

"I..." I want to say I can, but when I hear Mo Han's next sentence, Xia muxue's sentence stuck in my throat.

"Make do with it in my room tonight, and I'll take you back tomorrow morning."

Sleep in his house.

This temptation, summer Mu snow cannot resist.

……

Dream of marriage.

One.

"Boss, it will take about 10 days for the headdress to be made."

"I see. Hurry them up as soon as possible."

"Boss, there are three kinds of wine."

"Deep meaning, you and Chen Dong try, want the best."

"Boss..."

In the morning, Miaoyu was busy all day.

Finally, it's time to get off work. As soon as I get out of my dream, my mobile phone rings.

It's a strange number.

Xiumei frowned slightly, and she said, "Hello, I'm Zhou Miaoyu.""Miaoyu, it's me."

A soft female voice came from the receiver.

Zhou Miaoyu almost immediately recognized who the man was.

Opening the door, she got into the car. "Hello, Mrs. Wei."

It wasn't long before they called Wei Qing, who should have changed her name to Mrs. Xu.

"Miaoyu, are you free? I have something to discuss with you about the wedding. "

No private business, but the wedding is

Breathing out, Zhou Miaoyu started the car and said, "I know. I'll be right there."

The servant opened the door for Zhou Miaoyu and said with a smile, "Miss Zhou is coming. Please go in. Your wife is waiting for you."

"Good." Responding politely, Zhou Miaoyu enters the living room.

"Miaoyu." As soon as Wei Qing saw her, she called her with a smile, as if they knew each other very well.

"Mrs. Wei." Zhou Miaoyu went over and didn't move deliberately in Wei Qing. She wanted to sit down where she was sitting.

But still chose the single sofa beside.

This distance, this position, is the right place for them to talk about things.

The place Wei Qing wants her to sit is too intimate.

They are not, and will never be, that kind of relationship.

Shan feiye's childhood character has a lot to do with Wei Qing, a mother. Having witnessed Shan feiye like that, Zhou Miaoyu can never forgive Wei Qing.

Even, the heart for this woman, with deep disgust.

She didn't want to see her again if it wasn't for work.

Wei Qing has been in the film and television industry for so many years. Although she has been escorted by the Shan family and the Zhou family, she has seen countless people and waves. Zhou Miaoyu's attitude towards her, or disgust, is clear.

Faint smile, she did not intend to try to repair with her, there is no need.

"I'm looking for you all of a sudden. You haven't eaten yet. Why don't we talk while eating?"

"No..."

"Come on."

With that, Wei Qing takes the lead in getting up and going to the restaurant.

Zhou Miaoyu frowned, but had to follow.

There were only two of them for dinner, two steaks, medium rare, with cream mushroom soup, vegetable salad and goose liver.

It's a luxury.

The steak tastes good. It's good in all the things Zhou Miaoyu has eaten.

Thinking, the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Wei Qing's life is very good and exquisite.

This woman loves herself more than usual and only herself.

All of a sudden, sympathy from Shan non night.

How did he survive such a mother?

"Miaoyu? "Miaoyu?"

Thinking of the trance, until Wei Qing called her, she just recovered, "sorry, Mrs. Wei, what do you say?"

Wei Qing put down her knife and fork and gracefully wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin. "I want to ask you, is the steak still to your taste?"

"It's delicious."

"Good."

Wei Qing's physical management is very strict. She only ate a few mouthfuls of steak, half of vegetable salad, and a mouthful of soup, but the foie gras didn't move at all.

It looks like she's finished.

When Zhou Miaoyu swallowed what he had in his mouth, he had to put down his knife and fork.

She hasn't had enough, but Wei Qing doesn't eat any more. She's too embarrassed to eat alone.

To sum up, it's a real torture to eat with such an actress.

And then there's more torture.

"What? Su Yang

Unexpectedly, Wei Qing proposed to let Su Yang design wedding dress for herself.

"Yes, you know her."

Su Yang and Zhou Miaoyu, the world's top wedding dress designers, certainly know.

Her wedding dress is made by Su Yang himself.

"I hope my wedding dress can be designed by Su Yang. Miaoyu, is that ok?"

"Ha ha." Zhou Miaoyu laughs awkwardly. She wants to kill Wei Qing and separate her body.

Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back.

Su Yang, that's Su Yang!

If you want her to design it, she can design it for you!

Not to mention anything else, there's not much time for the wedding. If you want to be a famous designer, you can find her. But Su Yang has long retired and wandered around. Where can she find her!

Yes, I can ask my father Zhou Yanchen for help, but if my father knew it was for Wei Qing's sake, he would not help.

Zhou Miaoyu is now a head two big, looking at Wei Qing face gentle smile, she felt that Wei Qing in the whole himself.

"What's the matter? Can't I? " Wei Qing gently frowned, seemingly disappointed asked, "if so difficult even."