Chapter 674

"Miss, you are back. Are they all ok? " When Xinghuo sees Gu Huan coming back, he also knows that she left the office in a hurry in the morning and went to the playground.

Criminal fire is a person who stays in the office and pays attention to the development of things while working. Until the end, there was a satisfactory solution.

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"they are all fine. The two old men went back with the children Gu Huan put his bag on the table.

"The master, he..." The words of Xing Huo were just half said and then swallowed. When he saw Gu Huan coming back, his expression was not very good. In other words, it might be worse than before he left.

I don't know if it was because of the morning that she was in such a bad mood, or if there was something unhappy at the banquet of general manager Luo of Jiamao group that she went with her master.

Anyway, he felt that he had no right to ask any more questions.

Just as Gu Huan takes out all the things in her bag and is ready to finish the work left over in the morning, her phone rings like a rush.

She took it to see, but it was a strange number. Who's going to call yourself? Gu Huan was in a bad mood at the party. She threw the phone aside and let it ring on the table.

It seems that something else must have happened in the morning or at noon. Xing Huo can't help thinking like this, otherwise she won't leave the phone ringing and won't answer it just by understanding Gu Huan.

So, who is calling? Little master or master? If it's a little host, she will take it and bring a smile.

If the owner calls That's hard to say.

The phone didn't stop because Gu Huan didn't answer. On the contrary, after one round, it rang another round.

It seems that if she doesn't pick up the phone, it will ring endlessly until the battery is completely consumed.

"Miss, you'd better answer this call first, or it's because there's something urgent." Xing Huo whispered a reminder.

Yes, even if I'm still holding my breath for Jiamao group, I can't affect other things. Now I am the president of a group after all. Everything should be based on the interests of the group.

Thinking of this, at the end of the phone ring, she picked up the phone: "hello."

At the other end of the phone came a low man's voice, which seemed to have some impatience: "are you Gu Huan? Why didn't we answer the phone after we made several calls in succession?"

Gu Huan was scolded by the people on the other end of the phone, but she couldn't say anything for a moment. Who are these people? They can speak so freely.

"Please be polite. I didn't answer your phone just now. What's the big deal. Who do you think you are Gu Huan was also angry when he met a phone call. Of course, there was nothing polite in his tone.

"I'm from the traffic police in the west of the city." The momentum of the person at the end of the phone seems to be suppressed by the force of Gu Huan, and the tone is slightly relaxed.

Traffic police? Gu Huan was stunned. First of all, I thought whether they had photographed their driving violations or not. But when I think about it carefully, it's impossible. My car always strictly abides by the traffic rules. Don't talk about breaking the rules. I've never stopped on the side of the road.

The person on the other end of the phone continued to talk: "do you know Beiming Mo?"

Beiming ink? What's wrong with this guy? But when he has a problem, why should the traffic police call him?

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facing an empty room, only beimingmo sat on the bench near the white wall.

He put on a shelf as if he were sitting in the office.

There is not a fold in the finishing of the clothes, or even a grain of dust on the cloth.

At this time, it was the craziest stage of wine strength rising, but he didn't show his wine state by virtue of his will. If others don't say it, it's unimaginable that he got into the class because of drunk driving.

Seventy milligrams per 100ml, which is close to the line. If more than ten milligrams in many places, it is estimated that they will face the trouble of drunk driving.

He rubbed his face with both hands. Today, it's really hard to do anything. It's like having a hand controlled secretly.

Take it as a kind of practice. In other words, this is the real "life", and before that, it was just repeated work.

Life is a mess after mess, with ever-changing and intricate details. Its diversity is more wonderful and elusive than the so-called rapid changes in business.

Thinking about it, the corners of Beiming Mo's mouth turned up slightly, as if he began to like this life. Do not have to face that with a fake smile.Don't worry about the red and green alternation on the big black screen

In a word, he has a lot of time to empty his mind. At least in the available hours.

"Squeak..." The sound of opening the door seemed to interrupt his brief thoughts.

Then there was the sound of high-heeled shoes. The clear and rhythmic sound of knocking on the ground made Beiming ink feel very familiar. The faint perfume of

is the brand that Gu Huan often uses.

"How do you know I'm here?" Beiming Mo continued to rub his face with his hands, which made him feel very comfortable.

Gu Huan carried a small bag in one hand and forked his waist in the other: "I have to deal with a lot of things in the group, but I'm happy to ignore your business. It's just that the police insist on my coming. Someone should have mentioned my name. "

"Oh? There is such a thing Beiming ink seems to know nothing about it. Maybe his short film memory function needs to be repaired, or it will recover naturally after the effect of alcohol.

"Come on, don't pretend to be a fool here. Now that I have come, I can't go back empty handed. You are really good. You come here again and again. I don't know if you have special feelings for the police station. " Gu Huan has got a good chance to hurt him.

Of course, what she said was not from her heart. She also knew that Beiming Mo's two visits to the police station had nothing to do with her.

And these two times he played a role, in addition to back the black pot, it seems that there is nothing else. It's true that some people feel like they owe him.

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"pa..." After the sound of closing the door twice, Beiming Mo and Gu Huan sat in the same car.

Beiming ink car is temporarily detained by the police, he will inform others to come to pick up the car. Now his alcohol content is still on the high side, and Gu Huan can only give him a ride.

In fact, for his destination, not only she did not know, but also he himself could not be clear.

Gu Huan looked at him and suddenly felt that this guy seemed a little pitiful, just like a stray dog.

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beimingmo sits in the co pilot's seat, and he puts his back down so that he can lie down comfortably.

Gu Huan fastened his seat belt and glanced at the co pilot's seat. He said that this guy really knows how to enjoy himself. Now he seems to be his driver.

She really wanted to open the door and kick him out.

"Why don't you drive yet." Beiming Mo closed his eyes slightly at the moment, and his comfortable appearance looked like a landlord who had just occupied the daughter of a peasant family.

This situation, Gu Huan can only constantly admonish himself: "can't get angry, as long as he said a place, and then left him there, no longer care about him."

Think of here, Gu Huan suddenly had a kind of revenge is about to succeed when the pleasure. This guy should treat him like this, let him know that everything has to pay a price.

This kind of feeling surprised her. She didn't expect to have the potential quality of "Ah Q". In fact, most people have such qualities?

After all, the general public are not Buddhas or saints. If it is contrary to this logic, then there will be no gods, Buddhas and saints in the world.

But really, Gu Huan shook his head helplessly, and his thoughts began to slip away.

She started the car and slowly left the police station. It's very quiet in the car. She doesn't like playing music with strong drums in the car, which will only make her mood more chaotic.

She prefers Bach's or Beethoven's, and the soothing rhythm can calm her mood. Especially in such a city, where there is traffic jam at any time, we need such music to make ourselves quiet.

"What are you doing? It's so dishonest to lie down. " Gu Huan carefully drives the car, with the corner of his eye to see Beiming ink is reaching out and groping at the console.

Beiming Mo closed his eyes and didn't say a word, but he still didn't give up. After groping for a while, I found the button of the player accurately.

Press, soft music immediately from the car audio flow out, like a trickle in the depths of the forest, with fresh air and forest birds call Qinru heart.

The rage that just sprouted suddenly disappeared.

"The world is so wonderful, but I am so irritable, so bad, so bad..." All of a sudden, Gu Huan thought of a line by Guo Furong in the popular martial arts biography a few years ago.

I remember every time she read this sentence, she would feel calm.

Although Gu Huan's temperament and temperament can not be said to be diametrically opposite to Guo Furong's, it is not much different. However, over the years, the character of those who are tortured by the Beiming two goods has changed a lot, which are mixed.

She is no longer an image of a small woman who has no opinions. She has become a "middle-aged woman" with independent will and strong character.Of course, this "middle-aged woman" does not mean a middle-aged woman, but a kind between "little woman" and "big woman".

Gu Huan calms down. After driving, she begins to pay attention to which garbage can she should put the "second class goods" in.

"Drive well, don't look around. I don't want to think of it. The police station is close to the hospital... "

"Shut up! Why don't you lie down and worry so much? "

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forget it, don't worry about anything, just throw him to the old house of Beiming family. In this way, we can stay away from the children. At least we won't "harass" them today.