"Necessary, of course, the premise is that capital is needed, do you say?" The person is a big ghost, he is the youngest in the sports school, and those older brothers like to be cool like this, or rather, he has more contact with them, so he understands more.

"Okay, okay, you're stinky enough, go home!" patting Ye Luo's head, there is really no way to take this son, but I have to say that Xia Qiling loves this son very much, and she is really glad that she slipped away from the cold operating table and gave birth to Ye Luo, even if she almost turned against her family, she really never regretted it.

……

Watching the two figures walk into the community, Chu Mo sat in the car, holding the unlit cigarette between his fingers, gently knocking on the car door, frowning slightly, with a somewhat depressed look, a kind of loss welling up in his heart.

Ye Luo is Xia Qiling's son! And Xia Qiling, the so-called Ye Luo's woman, turned out to be Ye Luo's mother.

He Chu Mo is still the same Chu Mo back then, alone, and that woman is no longer the woman she was back then, she is already a woman/wife and a mother......

I didn't get out of the car, I sat in the car for a while, and finally took out the IOUs from my pocket, the paper was slightly yellowed, but because it was packed in a film bag, it was well preserved, and it was unexpectedly not damaged at all.

The crazy handwriting, just like the young and frivolous of the tenant back then, the memory gradually became clearer, six years, I can't say why I kept that memory, and kept things related to that memory, six years later, see you again, her personality is still as straightforward as ever.

Shaking his head, Chu Mo smiled self-deprecatingly, and put the IOU back in his pocket, probably, this is an account that will never be returned!

Tianya headquarters.

Eighty-eight high-rise buildings, the top three floors are used for high-rises, and the top floor is the special floor for the highest leader of Tianya, that is, Chu Mo, the president of Tianya, sitting on a big black chair, with straight and slender legs staggered on the desk, pens circulating between his fingers, cigarettes on his lips, the taste he is obsessed with, and his eyes quietly look at the sky outside the window.

Sunlight refracted through the floor-to-ceiling glass and fell brightly.

When the secretary Rao Yang knocked on the door and came in, she saw this scene, and her heart beat inexplicably, she came here to work for more than a year, relying on step by step, layer after layer of relationship research, and finally won the position of secretary to the president, originally thought that the president would be a difficult person to deal with, but I didn't expect that the president was hundreds of times better than the people she had dealt with before.

He never makes it difficult at work, many problems that seem difficult to others will always be easily solved in his hands, when he is fine, he is like now, sitting here quietly, his lazy breath is full of air, but with a fatal attraction, people can't take their eyes off.

"Is there something wrong?" Chu Mo spoke softly, his eyes raised slightly, and he looked at the secretary who was standing there in a daze for a while.

He didn't know much about this secretary, but one thing he could still see was that the way she looked at him was no different from the way other women looked at him, it was admiration and admiration.

When Chu Mo said this, Rao Yang quickly came back to his senses, blushed, and immediately pretended to put a document on Chu Mo's desk with a pretended calm, "This is the schedule of some customers tomorrow, as well as the information sent by the film and television department." ”