Chapter 585： : Mr. V, Zuo Hancheng (4)

Mo Bai thought this scene was really weird, but seeing that the expression on An Hao's face was very impatient, he didn't ask anything, and directly took out the key and the key card and handed it to her: "This is from the seaside villa. Key, you can take time to go to the measuring ruler. Mr. V is very busy. After you measure the size, tell him briefly about your design ideas for the villa. I may go abroad for a business trip in a few days. What can you do directly? Just contact Mr. V."

Anhao took the key and took a look and put it in the bag: "Okay, I will check it out in the next few days, but is it inconvenient for Mr. V to contact him by phone? Isn't he less comfortable with that? The identity of the appearance? If so, I will try my best to communicate with him in the future by email and hand-mailed text messages, and will not violate his privacy."

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows: "Almost."

"Then I know." An Hao nodded, "I don't know how to thank you for this matter. After I have been busy for a while, I will ask you to have a meal with Lin Qing. Anyway, it hasn't happened for more than three years. I’ve got in touch, maybe you and Lin Qing still have time for a meal, right?"

"Just invite me and Lin Qing for dinner?" Mo Bai smiled meaningfully.

Hearing the other meaning hidden in his words, he twitched his lips: "Back then, you and Lin Qing did not help me less, but now I happened to meet you when I returned to China. You and Lin Qing went back and forth again. After helping me, I can’t be so heartless without any gratitude. I don’t know how to repay you now. Please have a meal first.

"Okay, Lin Qing and I will be waiting for your news after I come back from a business trip." Mo Bai raised his hand and gestured a call gesture to his ear, meaning that he had to leave now and call later.

Anhao nodded, and after Mo Bai got into the car, he took a step back, lest the place where he stood would occupy the road in front of his car.

Mo Bai was about to drive away when he suddenly received a call and sat in the car to answer the call. It sounded like he was talking about some project. After a good glance, he didn't count as disturbing him anymore, and turned around to leave.

Rong Qian looked suspiciously at Mo Bai in the car, and then glanced at An Hao: "What Mr. V?"

Hearing his voice, An Hao, who had already regarded him as a transparent person, turned his head and gave him a blank look: "Can't you just be nosy?"

"Let me ask you something, what is Mr. V? Where is Mr. V from? What is your key?" Rong Qian said as he reached out for the key in her bag to see what's wrong.

An Hao hurriedly avoided his hand, while holding his bag, raised his eyes and stared at him: "Is there any morality? Do you want to be shameless by flipping through women's bags?"

Rong Qian pressed his lips tightly and looked at her without a good face: "What the **** is Mr. V?"

"I don't know it. It was because I was short of money recently. Mo Bai introduced me to a job that requires interior decoration and design. What is the owner of that villa, Mr. V. I have never seen it, and I haven't had time to contact a lot. Anyway It's just a lucrative job, and it's just interior decoration design. It's easy for me. I care about him Mr. V or Mr. P. It's fine if I have money. What do you care about so much?"

Anhao said as she shook off the hand he was stroking her bag.

Rong Qian looked at her face with eyes open when she saw the money with a dark face: "You won't tell me if you are short of money? You won't be short of money if you follow me."

"Hehe." Anhao resisted the movement of pointing his **** at him: "You really can break my patience one after another, Rong Qian, I really want to swear at you."

Rong Qian gave her a white look: "What villa is it? Where is it? When will you go? I will go with you?"

"No need, I have a dedicated driver at home, and I'm still a female driver." Anhao said Huang Amao. As she said that, she gave Rong Qian a cold eye: "I'm fine to take you to the villa area of ​​the seaside resort. What? You don’t have any affair or feelings with people like you. If you want to go back to your Shanghai in the field of Chinese development, don’t come to City A to harass me.

"What is harassment?" Rong Qian looked at her white-eyed wolf: "I have finally managed to transfer the harm project to City A. From now on I will stay in City A for a while. You think you want me to go to Shanghai. Can go?"

After a good step, he suddenly looked at him in surprise: "No, you, why did you get the project to City A? Isn't Shanghai very good?"

"What did you say I went to City A specifically for?" Rong Qian asked with a smile.

"..." An Hao gave him a blank look, took out the phone while reading the email that was just received on the phone, and walked into the front entrance of the Zheng F hall without looking back, too lazy to deal with him.

Seeing Anhao's back so merciless and so indifferent, Rong Qian has long been used to it, but now he stared at Gu Anhao's back, his handsome eyebrows almost wrinkled.

Mr. V?

Gu Anhao didn't know that Zuo Hancheng's English name was Vllen when he was in the United States. This Mr. V is probably a famous hall made by Zuo Hancheng.

Is she ignorant of Zuo Hancheng's external English name, or did she not expect the relationship between Mr. V and Vllen?

Seeing that Gu Anhao was planning to go back to the office, as soon as he entered the Zheng F hall, he took the paper bag that Zi Ran helped her take down by the way, and he could go home from get off work without going back to the office, so he took the documents. After the bag comes out, put it in the bag and walk around directly around the direction where Rong Qian is, and take a taxi on the other side of the road.

Rong Qian raised his hand, pinched his waist, and looked at Gu Anhao's back who was always right against him. Seeing that she was walking away, he simply picked up the phone and called her.

The phone was hung up again, Rong Qian gritted his teeth and looked at the direction Anhao had gone away: "Dead woman! Hang up my phone again!"

Anhao has indeed gone far. If you can't get a taxi anyway, there will be a ride with Ziran's ride, as long as it is not Rong Qian's car.

When she hung up the phone, she looked back in Rong Qian's direction, raised her hand to give him a gesture of contempt, and then pulled Zi Ran and quickly left the scene.

At the parking lot just a few meters away behind Rong Qian, the window of an army green military SUV slowly fell, and a cold, unwavering sight fell under Rong Qian's back.

The provincial secretary who had been in the car and had a long chat with Zuo Hancheng, who had finally made time to come over, also looked at the young man over there differently, and Gu Anhao, who had just quarreled with that young man, he I remember it was Gu Anhao, the chief designer of this reconstruction project...

It’s just that Zuo Hancheng has just been paying attention to the dialogue outside the car window...