A look at the south of the city

After the incident was dealt with, it was already dark outside, and before he had finished reading the project plan, the secretary knocked on the door and came in:

"Mr. Fu, the person in charge of Shengshi Group is here and has already arrived at the door. Do you want to bring him in?"

Shengshi Group is listed in the United States and ranks among the top [-] in the world. It is a cooperative enterprise that the company focuses on. Projects under Shengshi are like hot bidding, and everyone wants a piece of the pie.

Fu Nan nodded, rubbed his temple with his right hand, then poured another cup of coffee:

"Feng Ting, bring in the agreement and related project documents, and get me a pack of cigarettes by the way."

The secretary was a little worried, and said hesitantly:

"Mr. Fu, you have been busy all day, you haven't eaten any food, and you always drink coffee to refresh yourself, so you should smoke less."

Fu Nan didn't take the little secretary's thoughts to heart at all, but he still smiled like a gentleman:

"I know, go and invite the person in charge in."

Only then did the little secretary feel relieved, and walked to the door with an unnatural shyness on his face:

"Mr. Gu, I've kept you waiting, please come inside."

Funan almost spilled his coffee.

Seeing the excitement, Fu Nan didn't think it was a big deal. Seeing the shy face of the little girl, he wanted to see what the visitor looked like, so he raised his eyes calmly, and was about to take a closer look, when he heard Mr. Gu, the coffee in his hand was The end is unstable.

Mr. Gu, it can't be the one you know, right?

Before Fu Nan had finished building his mind, he saw a handsome young man walking in, with a suit draped over his arms, obviously wearing a meticulous shirt, but he could bring out a bit of laziness.

The young man looked down at the little secretary and smiled:

"It's work."

Fu Nan got up and walked to the door, shut the little secretary outside, then turned his head and lost his momentum:

"Xiao Mo, why are you?"

Gu Mo didn't even look back, he put the documents on the table, with a businesslike look:

"There are still some problems with this part of the contract. In addition, the details of the development of the open space in the suburbs need further discussion. The data given by your company still exists..."

Fu Nan was dumbfounded. After listening to Gu Mo's long list, he didn't take it seriously.

Gu Mo's elite appearance, to be honest, fits him very well.

The eyes are focused, the analysis of the problem hits the nail on the head, the clothes are decent, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Gu Mo talked for a long time, and saw Fu Nan looking straight at him, knowing that this person didn't listen, Gu Mo looked down, and slammed the document on the table:

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Nan realized that he was distracted, poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Gu Mo, and smiled:

"I'm sorry, I was distracted just now. Mr. Gu first drink a cup of coffee to calm down."

Gu Mo pushed away the coffee served by someone, and said calmly:

"No, let's talk about business first."

Fu Nan sat back in his original position, covering his stomach with one hand, and frowned inadvertently, with a smile on his face:

"President Gu hasn't eaten at this point, right? I asked the secretary to book a restaurant. It's not far away, and it's only a few steps away. President Gu has a lot going on every day, so why don't you have a light meal?"

Gu Mo was about to push, but the moment he looked up, he saw the man trying his best to bear it, thought about it, and said:

"Let's go."

Gu Mo lowered his head to sort out the documents, but he didn't see the deep gaze on the other side, and he was able to pinch water gently.

The little secretary broke in untimely, holding a stack of documents and a pack of bright cigarettes in his hand:

"Boss Fu, what you want..."

Gu Mo's eyes flicked over it, and Fu Nanhun flew out, took the document, and put the cigarette back into the secretary's hand:

"What is this? Didn't I say send the documents?"

The little secretary reacted immediately, and entered the scene in a second:

"I was too busy and confused. When delivering the documents, Manager Zhao asked me to bring him a pack of cigarettes. Mr. Fu, please go ahead and I'll send it to Manager Zhao."

Fu Nan nodded seriously, and reproached:

"I don't work hard, I think about being lazy all day long, and I tell you Manager Zhao, just say that if you keep messing around like this, all your salary will be deducted this month, and let him drink the northwest wind."

Gu Mo leaned back in his chair, watching the two sing against each other.

Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. A good little girl is forced to go up the Liangshan Mountain. Look at this skillful way of running trains, and you can tell who brought the soldiers out at a glance.

After Fu Nan sang this song, he thought it was perfect, and in line with the principle of singing a complete set of operas, he also added a statement, picking himself up completely:

"I said earlier that you should drink less alcohol and tobacco, but this kid Zhao Gang insisted on not listening. He slipped away during work, so I must talk about it carefully..."

As soon as Gu Mo raised his eyes, Fu Nan fell silent, a little panicked.

Gu Mo was amused, and patted the document in the man's arms:

"Didn't you ask me out for dinner, or did Mr. Fu want to hold a thought conference for the employees?"

Gu Mo's smile brought out a slight dimple. Fu Nan looked a little dazed, and after a while, he realized that this was the busy work of the little ancestor who was really in a good mood:

"Is there anything you want to eat? Western food or Japanese food? Now that we're back in China, let's eat something authentic. I remember you like the old street wonton the most. Would you like some? There's a new restaurant here... ..."

Fu Nan kept talking like a cannonball along the way, but suddenly Gu Mo covered his mouth, Fu Nan was stunned, and saw the streamer in Gu Mo's eyes, only a little bit, but finely divided and colorful:

"Shut up and lead your way quietly."

Gu Mo's mood seemed to improve a lot. When he walked downstairs to the office, he saw a few cleaning ladies cleaning the corridors. One of them was holding a large bouquet of flowers in his arms. They chatted:

"Our Boss Fu really likes little girls. Someone came to send flowers again. I don't know which one it is this time."

"Yeah, you see, this flower is pretty pretty, but it's a pity that Mr. Fu doesn't even look at it. Let's share this flower and take it back to show to the girl at home."

"That's right... wait a minute, here's another card... Oh, now this young man can really write, and the handwriting is also beautiful. People of my age feel touched. Auntie promised you on behalf of Mr. Fu... ..."

Gu Mo walked out of the dark corridor in a few steps, and Fu Nan hurriedly followed, but the voice in the corridor floated into his heart one sentence at a time:

If one day,

You finally returned to the forest tired of birds,

remember to look back,

Also remember not to make me wait too long.

Mr. Gu was really unpredictable, and finally there were some signs of spring and flowers blooming. Before Funan had time to recollect, he heard a faint sentence:

"Since Boss Fu is so popular, why not spend time with the little girl, and don't bring heavy samples for a week, isn't it in line with Boss Fu's requirements?"

Fu Nan knew something bad was going to happen, so he said helplessly:

"Xiao Mo, don't worry about others, don't you know what I like?"

A smile gathered in Gu Mo's eyes, and he nodded:

"know."

Fu Nan was stunned by good luck, and was about to confess his feelings, but Gu Mo's next words were the highlight:

"Isn't it like my sister Gu Wan?"

Fu Nan was full of enthusiasm, and received a bucket of cold water for the first time.

Fu Nan smiled wryly.

to this point today,

Really can't blame others.