The Secretary followed Su Mohan for a long time, but it was precisely because of this that he was cautious and meticulous: "Su Shao."

"Do you think it will thank you tomorrow?"

The secretary was stunned and looked up at the blue enchantress on the table. He didn't respond for a moment.

What was su Shaogang just asking?

Su Mohan wrung his brow and looked at the Secretary discontentedly. He noticed that Dawson was cold in his eyes. The secretary came back to his senses. He shivered and tried to calm down and said: "it should not be. These blue enchantresses are not only just picked, but also used fresh-keeping measures on the way of air transportation. According to the normal flowering period, even if the food is not good, at least it can For half a month... "

"That's enough." Su Mo Han's impatient mouth interrupts.

The Secretary didn't know where he said the wrong thing for a while, but he was smart and kept quiet. After all, he had been with Su Mohan for so long. He knew something about the master's temperament.

Without the Secretary's noise, Su Mo Han's expression slightly eased a little, sniffing the faint fragrance on the rose, he said again, "tomorrow's fragrance will be light."

Secretary, some of the two-year-old monks couldn't make out their minds: "should It shouldn't be. "

Su Mo Han's eyebrows twisted a little deeper, raised his hand and gently stained a drop of water on the petals: "will the dew on the petals disappear tomorrow?"

Even if there is no dew, there will be a spray point?

What's more, after tossing around for hours, the flowers are not dew, OK?

The secretary was about to open his mouth, but he did not wait to open his mouth. He looked at Su Mo Han like a knife: "isn't it?"

"Ah It's Yes The Secretary's brain is a blank, the mechanical nod should be under.

"Get out." Su Mo Han's face softened a little.

The Secretary immediately ran away. After going out, he found that his clothes were getting wet on such a cold day.

Su Mohan nodded with satisfaction. Well, if the flowers are put on tomorrow, the dew on them will be gone. If the dew is gone, it will not look fresh. If it is not fresh, it will be easy to dry up.

Su Mo Han nodded, as if satisfied with the result, immediately put on a coat, holding the bunch of flowers and went out.

Well, it's not for the sake of meeting the woman, nor is he worried that the dew on the petals will dry up tomorrow.

"My God! I saw Su Shao holding a bunch of roses in his hand

"You see it, too? I thought I was blinded

"I really don't know which woman Su Shao is going to give it to. It's just too happy ~"

several high-level officials who have just finished the meeting happened to see them. For a time, they were full of stars, with unspeakable attachment and admiration. Su Mohan didn't look at these chattering women, wondering whether he would be a little early when he went to song Zhenhai's foreign-style house.

All the way, I drove to song Zhenhai's foreign house. At the moment, the sky is dark. Although the sun has not set completely, many street lights have been on.

Su Mo Han parked the car in the last position, took out a phone call to Ye Fei.

"Hello, the number you dialed is off."

The voice of the announcer came over the phone. Su Mo Han's eyes were faint with joy, but covered with a layer of cold that had not been seen for a long time.

After confirming that he dialed correctly, Su Mo Han played it again. However, the voice in the phone was still the same as the last time, without any difference.