Chapter 493: Nine Masters Women's Clothing 12

Chapter 493: The Ninth Master's 'Female' Outfit 12

Qin Mo's good-looking brows were twisted into Sichuan characters.

Cold, forbearing, impatient.

and the stuffiness that almost pressed his heart, which made him want to subconsciously pull his tie again.

However, when it came to the end of the year.

The major companies are indeed busy.

Don't look at the New Year's Eve, some ordinary employees have holidays.

Those who are really the CEO of the group have the most entertainment at this time.

The higher the position, the more so.

Secretary Liang was afraid that the mood of the president of their family would sink again, so he immediately said, "Mr. Qin, you still have an appointment to go." ”

"Push it off. ”

Two words that are very indifferent.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and picked up the coat that was on the back of the chair.

Secretary Liang said in a low voice: "I can't push it off, it's the An family." ”

Qin Mo paused for a moment, and his emotions gradually recovered: "My grandfather is back?"

"Yes, go home for the New Year, let you pass. ”

Many people know that Qin Mo is a young master of the military region, but they don't know that he is still the only grandson of the An family.

The international settlement really has a lot of economic lifelines.

And the old man doesn't come back very often.

Qin Mo glanced at his phone again: "Go and settle down." ”

"Yes. ”

Little by little, time passed.

Qin Mo received a call from the young man.

It's just that he chuckled and said a few words, and he was going to hang up.

Qin Mo sat in the back seat of the Humvee, his eyes were indifferent: "When did you have more habits of letting others answer the phone for you?"

"No way, I'm just busy. "What Fu Jiu said is half-true.

Qin Mo chuckled, not at all happy, and his voice was good: "Busy taking a bath, if you are so willing to take a bath in front of others, I will let you wash in front of me when you go back, understand?"

Fu Jiuyi thought about that picture and said decisively: "I'm actually very conservative. ”

"I can see it, and I confess to people at every turn, which is really conservative. ”

Fu Jiu: ...... Great God, isn't this stubble long gone?

Listen to the pause on the other side of the phone.

Qin Mo could also imagine the young man's slightly depressed expression, the coldness on his thin 'lips' finally dissipated a little, and he began to get down to business: "I'll pick you up at six o'clock, there's something going on here." ”

"Speaking of which, if Brother Mo is busy, he won't have to pick me up, I'll go with Yaoyao. Fu Jiu sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her legs were slender, the sun hit her face, and the picture was very beautiful.

Qin Mo didn't know that the person on the other side of the phone had already put on a 'female' costume, but after listening to the young man's words, his eyes became even colder: "Whatever you want." ”

After saying these three words.

Qin Mo hung up the phone.

No.

It's not so much that he hung up.

Rather, he just threw his phone aside.

With that kind of force, even in the car, it made a lot of noise.

Secretary Liang was driving in front of him and didn't dare to look back at all.

Mr. Qin is like this, which is even more abnormal than before......

Fu Jiu looked at his mobile phone, very puzzled.

Is the great god angry?

Indeed, he should be angry.

The great god should be very busy today, and he is still thinking about picking her up.

I guess I don't want her to face so many scrutiny alone.

And she rebuffed his appointment......

Fu Jiu 'touched' and 'touched' the bridge of his nose.

But now the anger is small.

If you see the great god, you will be detected by the great god.

When the time comes, the great god will be angry again.

It definitely won't be that easy.

"Nine halls, my friend is here. Xue Yaoyao walked in again: "It's downstairs." ”

Fu Jiu jumped down from the balcony and handed her another set of clothes: "Let your friend wear this, his hair will be sprayed silver." ”

"Good ......"