Mo Yan, who had just finished a major-related topic, was obviously stunned, wanting to ask, but not daring to ask.

"He looks like he's going to the United States."

A sweet smell welled up in my throat. Mo Yan bit his lip stiffly.

didn't speak, Mo Yan just took out the mobile phone brought by Wenhao and tried to change the card with a trembling hand. More than once, the metal key that opened the card slot fell down, and Mo Yan fumbled and found the metal key that fell on his leg.

Seeing that she was muffled and didn't speak, and seeing that her hands were trembling, Wenhao sighed softly and raised his hand to wrap Mo Yan's hand. Mo Yan raised his eyes in surprise, and the writer smiled indifferently under Mo Yan's gaze: "I'll help you change your card." ”

Half a minute later, Wenhao handed Mo Yan the mobile phone that had changed the card.

Damn it! The phone has very little battery and automatically shuts down when it is turned on.

"Do you want to use my phone?" The gentle voice of the writer rang in his ears.

Mo Yan didn't hesitate too much and took his mobile phone from Wenhao's hand.

Manually enter Wang Chengyou's mobile phone number, because Wenhao's mobile phone does not have Wang Chengyou's storage number. Dial, wait; Call again, wait again...... She didn't get tired of it and played for 10 minutes. The writer waited quietly on the sidelines.

The phone was hot, and the heat made Mo Yan anxious.

However, Wang Chengyou not only did not answer, but also turned off his mobile phone. About, he's boarded the plane.

Mo Yan suddenly felt a sense of remorse, and she began to regret her choice. If she knew that Wang Chengyou was so opposed, she should have stayed!

"He's not going to go to the United States from now on, he's not coming back, is he?" Mo Yan asked Wenhao nervously.

The writer couldn't cry or laugh: "You can't be so careful, right?" He has a family business and will one day embark on the path of business management. If only Zhou officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps, wouldn't there be a suspicion of arbitrariness? Besides, you're not out to play, you choose to be responsible for the company's future, how can he not understand your hard work? Don't worry, he should happen to have something to do abroad. ”

Mo Yan's heart was not relieved by Wenhao's comfort.

She wrung her fingers tightly, her joints turned white, and her gaze was so restless that there was nowhere to put it.

In this way, after more than two hours of patience, they finally arrived at the hotel where they were staying. Speaking of which, Tokyo is really a big city, and the traffic in the city can easily take an hour or two.

Mo Yan got out of the car and rushed to the elevator. As soon as I turned around, I saw the writer walking towards the lobby, and I remembered that the writer hadn't checked in yet. The eyebrows were slightly pressed, Mo Yan gave up the writer and went straight into the elevator alone.

She was impatient and wanted to hurry back to her accommodation and charge her phone quickly.

She always felt that the reason why Wang Chengyou didn't answer the phone calls from Wenhao's mobile phone was not necessarily because he was on the plane, maybe he didn't like Wenhao. She's going to call with her mobile phone number! She wants to explain her original intention to Wang Chengyou! If Wang Chengyou still refuses to accept her departure, then she ...... Thinking of this, Mo Yan's feet hesitated.

She has come to Tokyo, she has met the famous Mr. Kawabata, if Wang Chengyou asks her to return to China, will she really give up the rare opportunity to study for Wang Chengyou?

By the time Mo Yan walked to her room, the initial eagerness had disappeared.

When I entered the room, I turned on the phone while charging. After charging for a while, Mo Yan began to call Wang Chengyou. Shutdown!

It seems, really on the plane.

Will he go to Stanford because of her departure? Will it? Will it? Will it?

Mo Yan curled up at the head of the bed, hugged his knees, and began his journey of panic. "If, if, I mean, in case, if Seungwoo chooses to go to the United States......"

Mo Yan lowered his head, except for panic, he was still flustered, and there was no way to think at all.

I don't know how long it was, but there was a knock at the door.

Mo Yan was weak to open the door, and outside the door was a writer.

"I called you, but you didn't answer. What happened? ”

Mo Yan shook his head: "Chengyou is still off." ”

"It's normal to shut down on a plane. It takes more than a dozen hours to fly from Shanghai to the United States, even the closest to China. ”

Mo Yan leaned against the door in prostration, she forgot about it. Stanford is officially located on the West Coast of the United States.

In her mind, Wang Chengyou probably really decided to go to Stanford at the beginning of the school year.

It was sad at first. Sad, Wang Chengyou abandoned her and left.

Later came the anger. Qi King Chengyou is too self-conscious and refuses to understand and support her.

And then ...... Dizzy, groggy and groggy not knowing if I was in a dream or awake.

The next day, the sun rose as usual.

The study tour really began, starting from Tokyo, where the black hole is like a mystery.

According to Kawabata's plan, they will visit 20 homes over a period of five days to see their home furnishings and why they are furnishing them. The location of the 20 households has been negotiated by the secretary in advance. At the appointed time, there will also be the owner waiting at home.

Mo Yan, who was red and swollen with two eyes and a dull face, saw that he was really sloppy and difficult to see in the mirror, so he opened the makeup box and put on light makeup.

Put on the casual professional clothes brought to her by Wenhao from China, put on 3 cm low leather shoes, a small digital camera around her neck, a backpack on her back, a tablet, wallet, tissues, sunscreen, room card and other things, and then hold a large light coffee cowhide notebook on her chest. Mo Yan walked out of the room.

To his surprise, Wenhao leaned against the wall near her door. Looks like I've been waiting for a while.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"Yes. Today's meeting was postponed for half a day due to Party A's lack of preparation. I'm going to drive to see Tokyo and drop you off at the meeting point. ”

Mo Yan pursed his lips slightly, and Quan Dang smiled.

Today's Mo Yan is particularly eye-catching, with a weak temperament, and a light makeup that covers up the vicissitudes of poor sleep, which makes people feel pitiful.

The writer led the way in front, and the two of them walked silently through the corridor and walked towards the elevator.

Entering the elevator, there were only two of them in the small enclosed space.

Mo Yan held his little head high, his white face was open with two beautiful and empty eyes, and his small red lips opened slightly because of his distraction. Wenhao glanced at her and quickly turned his gaze.

He didn't want to reveal the slightest bit of his affection for Mo Yan.

Japan has a tradition of "left-hand traffic" since ancient times, while China's traffic roads are on the right-hand side. Unlike Chinese cars, where the driver's seat is on the left, the driver's seat for Japanese sedans is on the right.

The writer must have been trained to drive on the streets of Tokyo.

Even if Mo Yan stayed in Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, the economic center of Tokyo, it still took an hour and ten minutes to arrive at the meeting place. Along the way, Mo Yan didn't say a word, and the writer was very familiar and kept silent.