Seeing Bo Lengmo return to the study, Zhong Wanwan also returned to the room.

She turned on her phone and dialed Li Henggang.

"Miss Zhong." Li Henggang's voice was full of anger.

"I have already told Mr. Bo when medical equipment can be introduced."

"Don't worry, it will arrive this month." Li Henggang patted his chest and promised.

"Then thank you Boss Li," Zhong Wanwan said: "I hope Boss Li can notify me as soon as the equipment arrives." ”

"It should be, it should be." Li Henggang said again and again: "If it weren't for Miss Zhong, my company might have closed down at some point." ”

Zhong Wanwan hung up the phone.

She didn't know what Bo Lengmo was going to do, but she felt that if this situation continued, she would probably be really hopeless.

The Zhong family is-for-tat with Zhong Lanxi, and she is not loved by Zhong Yan, of course, she herself is not uncommon; 's mother is still in a coma here, and a large amount of money is thrown into the sanatorium without making a sound, and she is an actor who goes to a piano store to work part-time and even cooks to earn extra money.

She herself is in prison, where can she dare to hope for love.

She opened her mobile phone and checked all the bank card balances, adding up to 3,254.86 yuan, plus the 20,000 yuan that Bo Lengmo promised, and 19,976,745.14 yuan away from 20 million.

Looking at the numbers on the computer that need to be counted on both sides to be confirmed, Zhong Wanwan is like a deflated balloon.

She suddenly remembered that although Li Henggang promised to cooperate with Xingcheng Sanatorium and give priority to his mother to use the new equipment, he still had to pay the fees.

Zhong Wanwan checked the bill of the sanatorium and found that there was only 80,000 yuan left on the card of the sanatorium, which was more than enough for ordinary recuperation, but it was a drop in the ocean for imported medical equipment, and he had to make money as soon as possible.

Zhong Wanwan sighed, turned off her mobile phone, and silently put back the plan of saving up to 20 million.

She had just calculated the numbers for half a day, and her mind was in a mess. Lying on the bed for a long time, I couldn't read the script.

There was a small desk in the room, made of wood, and Zhong Wanwan got up and sat at the desk, trying to find a trace of clarity.

Half an hour later, Zhong Wanwan looked up to the sky and sighed.

She immediately walked to the thin cold ink study and knocked politely on the door.

"Enter." The voice of thin cold ink was tepid.

Zhong Wanwan pushed open the door and said with some anger: . "I want to read the script here."

Bo Lengmo took his eyes off the laptop, Zhong Wanwan's hair was not as neat as before, the broken hair hung down in front of his forehead, pulling on the slippers, although his eyes were peaceful, his face could not hide his irritability, and his clear black eyes carried almost invisible grievances.

Bo Lengmo didn't speak for a long time, and Zhong Wanwan looked up.

The study room of thin cold ink is very large, the room is mainly mahogany, and a large bookshelf is made against the wall to the east, densely filled with books, and in front of it is a desk of thin cold ink, the table is neat, and the documents are placed in an orderly manner. On the wall of the opposite door is hung with ink calligraphy and paintings, and in front of it is a tea table, supplemented by a small landscape scene, and the water is murmuring.

It seems that there is no place to sit on your own.

Neither of them spoke, and Zhong Wanwan realized this matter for a moment.

The gurgling water became a little noisy, "Forget it......" Before she finished speaking, Bo Lengmo interrupted her.

"There are no extra chairs here, go to the living room and move a chair." Bo Lengmo nodded idly to the side of the table, "Sit here." ”