Chairman's Office.

The antique office, from the desk, the bookshelf to the coffee table is wooden, and the decoration style of the elderly is made.

Chu He looked at the table and chairs.

It's like a pear tree in the Yellow Sea.

Capitalism of all evils.

Chu He squatted down and looked at the table in the light.

There was dust, but it was so thin that at most no one cleaned it for a week.

There were no fingerprints on the table, and there were marks left by the shoulder pressing.

It's unbelievable.

Does the chairman rarely come to the office?

Chu He suddenly remembered what Jiang Yunlong said to him in the suburban villa:

Jiang Yunlong: It is rumored that Bai Wen, the head of the Bai family, is sick in bed, so the affairs of the recent period will be represented by Bai Hao.

Chu He: "What about you?

Jiang Yunlong: Eight or nine are not far from ten, but I am not sure, the security of the Bai Group and the Bai family compound is very strict.

"So, Bai Wen is really sick?" Chu He muttered as he touched his chin.

Bai Wen's office is cleaner than Bai Hao.

There was a copy of the Tao Te Ching on the table, and Chu He looked through it casually, and there were only some annotations made of black pens on it.

"It's hard. Chu He put the mop aside and fell into deep thought.

"Why don't you clean it?"

A slightly dissatisfied girl came into Chu He's ears, and when she looked up, she saw that it was Bai Hao's secretary.

"No, this teatable is moldy, I don't know if this name is precious, I just want to report to you. Chu He touched the back of his head, looking honest.

Is the tea table famous?

The answer is, Chu He doesn't know.

The mold was seen when Chu He wiped the table just now, and he asked the system and found that it was not a particularly valuable wood, and it was not mildew-proof.

It is also understandable that the higher you go, the greater the humidity, the chairman's office is on the top floor, and the windows are not opened for ventilation, and the humidity in the summer of Jiangcheng is high, and mildew is inevitable.

The female secretary walked over suspiciously and picked up the tea table and looked at it, and then smiled: "You cleaned it quite carefully, but unfortunately the chairman likes this tea table very much." ”

Chu He smiled and did not speak.

"How's your cleaning?" asked the female secretary, looking up.

"Oh, almost. Chu He replied.

"Okay, you can give me the pass and go, I'll talk to Mr. Bai about the tea table later. The female secretary stretched out her hand to Chu He and asked for a pass.

Chu He did not hesitate, directly gave her the pass, and walked out of the chairman's office.

Ten minutes later......

Chu He threw his clothes in a large trash can next to the Bai Group.

Successful completion of the task.

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Bai family compound.

Chu He hid his body in the rockery, his eyes were like copper bells, and he looked into the room along the window.

In the room, an old man with gray hair was lying on the bed, surrounded by several women of various ages.

It looks like there are dozens to dozens.

Get old and strong.

Chu He looked at him with this symptom as if he had suffered a stroke and was in a coma.

In the past, Chu He's grandmother suffered a similar stroke.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of conversation coming from the room.

"It's been almost a month, can the master still wake up?"

This is a woman under 30 years old with heavy makeup.

"Shut up, don't say such unlucky things. Looking at the eldest person interrupted her: "If the master doesn't wake up, you won't have a good life, just go and see how the food in the kitchen is doing, it's hot today, let the kitchen add a bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup." ”

The other young women looked at each other, got up and walked out the door.

Chu He hurriedly hid his body in the statue.

Watching the older woman caress the white-haired old man's hand, Chu He roughly understood the ins and outs.

First, this white-haired old man is Bai Wen, the head of the Bai family.

Second, Bai Wen has been in a coma for nearly a month, and if he really suffered a stroke, the chances of him waking up are already very small.

God help me.

The corners of Chu He's mouth hooked up a smile.

Jiang Yunlong has always said that when it comes to insidious and cunning, Bai Wen is better than his son Bai Hao.

Now that Bai Wen is sick in bed, Chu He has a little more certainty.

(End of chapter)

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