Chapter 67

Name:His Proud Wife Author:Heng Gong Zi
After working here for more than half a day, Su Mo realized that ye Mingyuan was too busy. His itinerary was almost accurate to minutes. Even lunch was arranged for social intercourse, and the president's office was full of people.

Su Mo can't help but worry about ye Mingyuan's body. His work intensity is so strong, and he almost has no rest all year round. How can he stand it after a long time?

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the internal line on the desk suddenly rings! Su Mo looked next door to the president's office, and quickly answered the phone.

"Mr. Ye?" "Make a cup of coffee and come in!" That end said a word, then immediately hung up.

Su Mo Leng for a moment, put down the phone, then quickly run into the tea room.

According to the memory of the last time, I made a latte without sugar or milk.

Just walked to the president's office door, Qiyun suddenly stopped her, Su Mo can't help but a Leng! Qi Yun looked at himself and said with a smile, "Su Mo, I'll send it in!" "Oh." Su Mo blankly handed the coffee in his hand to Qi Yun, and then watched Qi Yun enter the front door.

Just sitting in the seat, the door of the president's office opened. Qi Yun came out with his mouth pouting. Su Mo could not help frowning.

"Sister Qi, why are you not happy?" Xiao Li of the secretary group came forward to ask.

"Ye always said that the coffee was too bitter and let me pour it out.

At ordinary times, ye always does not add sugar or milk. I don't know what happened today? He also counted me down two sentences Qi Yun's gloomy way.

"On such a hot day, perhaps Mr. Ye is so angry that he is not angry with you. Didn't Mr. Ye praise you for your thoughtfulness two days ago?" Xiao Li's attitude is flattering.

Hearing this, Qi Yun probably felt a little affected. His red fingernails on his fingers trimmed his long curly hair. He said in a warning tone: "do something quickly. Ye Zong is in a bad mood. Don't hit the muzzle of the gun!" Xiao Li quickly returns to her position to do things. Su Mo sees all this and understands that Qi Yun is the boss of the secretary group. Other people look down on her, that is, Xiao Ma can call her a superior.

Ringling Two minutes later, the phone rang again! Su Mo looked down, or the president's office to call, she hastened to pick up the scalp.

"Mr. Ye?" "Make a cup of Biluochun and bring it in!" There's an emphasis on you.

"Yes Su Mo hung up the phone and quickly went to the tea room to brew a cup of Biluochun.

When she came back, she was in a dilemma. What if Qi Yun still wanted to send her in this time? She can't do this job with Qi Yun, can't she? This time, Su Mo just walked to the door of the president's office, and Qi Yun ran over again.

"Sister Qi, ye..." Su Mo just wanted to talk.

Qi Yun interrupted her.

"Su Mo, ye Zong is not in a good mood today. You must be careful and don't make him angry. Do you know?" "Oh." Su Mo didn't expect that she was going to say these things to herself, so she nodded.

Under this, Qi Yuncai is relieved to let her into the president's office.

Ye Mingyuan's office is very large. The whole wall is covered with French windows, overlooking half of Jiangzhou.

Looking at the huge desk, I saw no one on the leather swivel chair.

Turning his head again, he saw a profile of a white shirt sitting on the opposite sofa.

Su Mo walked over and carefully put the cup in his hand on the tea table. Then he saw Ye Mingyuan, who was sitting on a single sofa, seemed very tired. He leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and seemed to have no idea that she had come in.

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