National Hand Medicine

Chapter 415

In the CBD financial center of Beijing, the top of a certain building has been transformed into an office. The decoration is a typical modern style, with simple and tough lines, smooth and tasteful directions, and the main colors are black and white. Although the color is very delicate and delicate, it also reveals a sense of coldness and coldness.

In front of the desk in the innermost room, the frosted glass partition as high as the ceiling blocks the outside view. Although there are also oil paintings on the walls, there are more slim LCD wall-mounted TVs, which are about financial charts and international news. News, so that the owner here can grasp the financial trend at the first time and make the most accurate decision while living indoors.

And behind the large and simple mahogany desk, a man in a suit was buried in his work. He stared at the Apple computer in front of him from time to time with a serious expression on his face.

This man is obviously Fu Mo.

It is said that men at work are the most handsome, and this sentence is perfect for Fu Mo - his frowning brows are lightly frowned, and the focused light in his eyes shines like the sun, like a handsome man carved out of a knife and axe. With his face and tall body, he sat on the black leather chair with an indescribable arrogance.And the modern technological products around him added a bit of aura to him as if he controlled the whole world.

"Dong dong." Stepping on the soft carpet, the secretary approached quietly, and then lightly knocked on the glass.

"Come in." Fu Mo whispered, but he still didn't get out of his work.

"Did you call me?" the secretary asked respectfully.

Fu Mo raised his head and looked at him: "Where is the place to have dinner with David, the president of Goldman Sachs Asia tonight?"

"I just received a call from that person, saying that he wants to adjust the time because his wife and children have returned from abroad." The secretary said quickly.

Fu Mo frowned: "Really? Then there is no other way, when is the time adjusted?"

"Tomorrow night." The secretary paused, "Boss, do you want to change the time to go to 'Gu Yun' to order clothes tomorrow?"

"Ancient rhyme? What ancient rhyme?" There were too many things to be busy, and Fu Mo didn't think of it for a while.

"It was Mr. Zhou who introduced you. You said you wanted to go there. I called the day before yesterday to make a reservation. It will be at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"Really? Is there no schedule later?"

"Yes."

Fu Mo nodded: "Okay, you can call and ask first. If you can mention today, let someone prepare the car."

"Understood." After the secretary finished speaking, he withdrew.

After a while, when he came in again, he said that he had already made an appointment.

Fu Mo closed the folder in his hand, stood up and said, "Let's go."

Fu Mo went out first, and the secretary followed him step by step. After entering the elevator, the secretary quickly pressed the second floor.

Although he has been working with Fu Mo for a long time, recently, he still feels that his nerves are too tense, and he doesn't know what kind of blow the Boss has suffered. Recently, he seems to be working desperately.

The king's wrath, those of them who are courtiers, naturally have to share and bear it.

Before going down to the second floor, the elevator opened several times in the middle. The staff waiting outside were still laughing and chatting, but when they saw Fu Mo standing inside, they quickly fell silent and bowed their heads. After bowing, naturally he didn't dare to walk into the elevator, and hurriedly sent the great god away.

"Hey, our Boss is really uncertain recently!"

"Probably in love!"

"No way? Who can control this kind of man? That's too powerful!"

"Don't tell me, when I first joined the company, I had some thoughts about our Boss, and I hoped that I would be favored, fly up the branches and become a phoenix, but within a week, I immediately changed my mind. "

"That's right, that's right! I thought about it too! I dare say that [-]% of the female employees in our company must have had thoughts about Boss! But in the end they all died without a problem. Such a man, tsk tsk, is really hard to get close to." ah!"

"Maybe there are even male staff!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Naturally, Fu Mo couldn't hear the company staff's comments on him. He got off the underground parking lot, got in the car, and went straight to the "Gu Yun".

The distance between the two places is not particularly far, so Fu Mo soon reached the outside of "Gu Yun".

"Excuse me, are you here to order clothes?" The person standing at the door asked with a smile on his face.

The secretary hurried forward: "I have already made an appointment."

"name is?"

"Fu Mo."

"Understood, this way please, please go to the front hall to choose the style and pattern first, and a master will come to measure your size later."

Fu Mo walked in with no expression on his face, and suddenly - his steps froze.

The secretary behind him called in confusion: "Boss?"

Fu Mo didn't answer, but stared blankly at the two people in the front hall, Su He and Song Yunmo.

Mouth full of bitterness.

Seeing two people, they leaned closer to talk, laughing from time to time.Walking together side by side, looking intimate.

Only then did Fu Mo realize that even if he didn't see any intimate behavior between Su He and others, just seeing the two of them standing together was enough to make him go crazy with jealousy!

How he wants...how he wants to rush up!Pull them away, then hold Su He's hand tightly, and declare your sovereignty!

But...he can't.

He has broken up with Su He now, hasn't he?If he wants to go up, what identity will he use?The present him is already a thing of the past for Su He.Fu Mo pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were red, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and he stared at the two people who hadn't noticed him yet.

"Sir." The young man who led them in couldn't help shouting, a little puzzled why Fu Mo stopped here.

The secretary quickly raised his hand, signaling the man not to speak.

He has been with Fu Mo for so long, so he can see that Boss is in a very bad mood now, if he wants to talk to him, it will be like plucking the tail of a tiger - courting death!
Fu Mo stood outside for a long time, while Su He and Song Yunmo inside were talking all the time, so they didn't notice that there was another person watching them outside.

The secretary and the young man naturally didn't dare to say anything, and stood quietly aside.

Until a middle-aged woman walked up to Su He and Song Yunmo, said a few words to them, and then the three of them walked in together and disappeared.

Fu Mo slowly closed his eyes - at this moment, his thoughts were in chaos.

"Let's go." He said suddenly.

"What?" The secretary didn't recover for a while.

Fu Mo turned around and walked out without saying a word - he really couldn't stay here any longer.

Although the secretary didn't know what happened, she just said "I'll call to change the appointment time", and hurriedly trotted out with Fu Mo.

Fu Mo strode out and quickly returned to the car.

The secretary followed him into the car, and asked cautiously, "Boss, where are you going next?"

Fu Mo closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "No, it's right here."

"……Yes."

Su He inside didn't know what happened outside. After she and Song Yunmo had chosen the style, they followed the female master to measure the size.

"How long will it take to finish?" Su He asked.

The middle-aged female master smiled and replied: "Because we have a lot of orders recently, it will be about a month later. But this style is for formal wear, not for season."

"Hey, it's still a bit too slow." Su He pursed her lips, "Why didn't you feel that it took so long when you came here last time?"

"It should be by appointment. The clothes of the reserved guests are made faster."

The female master also hid half a word and did not say that those who can make an appointment are also very prestigious, and ordinary people can only wait in line.

"It seems that we still need to make an appointment. I have to ask Ruoxing for the phone number of the boss here."

The female master was taken aback: "Ruoxing? Is it Miss Liao Ruoxing?"

"Yes, you know her?" Su He asked curiously.

"Of course, I'm a regular customer! I didn't expect you and Miss Liao Ruoxing to be friends!" The expression of the middle-aged female master suddenly changed, becoming more enthusiastic, and her face was almost blooming! "Since you are Miss Liao Ruoxing's friend, we will rush to work here as soon as possible, and you will be able to get the clothes in a week."

"Really? That's really great." Su He smiled nonchalantly.

After the middle-aged female master left, Su He came to Song Yunmo's side and said in a low voice, "It really depends on everything." "Isn't it all like this now?" Song Yunmo smiled lightly.

After everything was done, Su He and Song Yunmo left.

"Are you going back now?" Song Yunmo asked.

"Of course not! We haven't played yet!"

"How to play?" Song Yunmo was puzzled.

Su He smiled mysteriously: "You'll find out later, let's keep it a secret for now. By the way, let me drive, or the sense of mystery will be gone!"

"Okay." Song Yunmo didn't refuse, and handed the car keys to Su He directly.

Just as the two of them walked out of the alley, Su He glanced over inadvertently, but froze there.

That's Fu Mo's license plate number, and Fu Mo's car.

Su He frowned and looked, as expected, saw Fu Mo sitting in the back seat through the car window in front.

The two are not far apart, but one is in the car and the other is under the car, as if separated by a long distance.

Song Yunmo, who was a few steps faster, suddenly realized that Su He hadn't followed, so he turned to look at her: "Aren't you leaving?"

Su He quickly came back to his senses, a smile reappeared on his silent face, as if nothing had happened, and as if he hadn't seen anything: "It's okay, let's go."

Fu Mo in the car watched Su He and Song Yunmo get into the car respectively, and after a while the car left, his hand on the car door also slipped off.

Heart, unspeakable pain.

I haven't had time to get out of the car, why don't you wait?wait a minute...

(End of this chapter)