Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The little brother in the car suddenly laughed and smiled a little cool: “That's right, Mrs. Mo, don't worry, make sure your work is done smoothly today. ”

“It doesn't matter if it's done or not, just be safe, and if it doesn't work, you can go back without getting into any other trouble.” At first, Seasonal Warm didn't expect those people to chase cars directly on the road, and didn't want to bother them too much because of their work.

“It's all right, Mr. Moore has arranged it, the road will be safe and our people will be there at the agreed location.” The little brother who drove quickly turned to another junction and headed straight for the target.

After arrival, SeaWarm did not expect that Mo Jingshen's arranged partner was an old acquaintance who had known her since she was in England. However, at that time, the other party had passed through London, England, and there was no better project to work with. Therefore, unfortunately, no cooperation had been initiated. As a result, I did not expect that MN Group, which is now SeaWarm, had moved back to China. This company had a number of projects with the United States side and Haicheng side. After seeing SeaWarm, I talked about the regrets when I was in London.

However, after two or three hours, Quarterwarm not only successfully discussed several options for the contract and cooperation plan, but also directly turned third-party cooperation into direct cooperation between the two parties. The other party introduced other friends for third-party cooperation. In short, it was very rewarding and at the same time compensated for the regret of not being able to sign the project when it was originally in London.

Before we finally left, everyone was also talking about the guests, and when we got back to the car to get ready to go back, Seasonal Warm looked over at the plan that had just been prepared together and recalled the scene when we had just sat down with several partners.

It went too well, and it was a careful wish when she was in London.

She really doubted that there was anything else that Mo Jing couldn't and couldn't do...

Just to help her pack a partner so she wouldn't come to LA for a trip, but it all worked out for her.

Seawarm was looking carefully at the plan in her hand. The little brother driving the car then rang. She lifted her eyes and looked into the driver's seat. She put on her headset and answered the phone. She could only hear him calmly and seriously. She did not know what the other side had said, but then she noticed that the route the car was going through had been changed and a few strange routes had been copied away. The road from where it came from was a little more than about 20 minutes away before returning to the main road of the hotel near Base XI.

She guessed who was probably following her, but seeing her little brother driving had been calm, and she was relieved to keep looking at what was in her hand.

When she returned to the hotel, the bodyguards remained with her until she was escorted back to her room, where they also left two people outside.

Although she was not explicitly told about the seriousness of the situation, the process of going out and coming back this day, coupled with the fact that these people were waiting for her to follow her, also revealed the seriousness.

Seasonal warmth returned to the room and didn't come out again, but I haven't seen Mo Jing Deep since I got back in the afternoon.

Until dark, Mo Jingdeep still hasn't come back.

She took a bath, walked a few laps back and forth in the room, didn't blow her hair with a hair dryer, but waited until her hair was naturally wind-dried, the time had pointed to 11 o'clock in Los Angeles time, and Mo Jing Deep still hadn't come back.

The suite is large, with warm seasons looking at time and then pushing out the balcony floor windows to look out. There are also beautiful lights around the lawn outside the hotel. The entire hotel is luxurious and brilliant because it is located in a remote suburb with few buildings in front of it, overlooking the lawn or highway, but from this angle it is as if you can see the fire in the city of Los Angeles from afar.

Some familiar worry and anxiety haunted her.

Just like when Mo Jingshen disappeared in Cambodia three years ago.

She finally understood why Mo Jingshen asked her to either be guarded by the bodyguard he had sent, or to stay out of his sight directly in front of him, because in such a place, only the person she cared most about could be relieved in front of herself.

Ji Wen stood on the balcony for a while and never saw Mo Jingdeep's car come back, turning back to the floor window.

I couldn't sleep, so I simply picked up the cooperation plan during the day and went into the study in the suite, intending to complete this part of the work by tomorrow morning.

The time points to twelve o'clock at night, and the light in the study is still on.

Seasonal Warm has seen the last pages of the cooperation plan, and is about to get up and pour himself a glass of water, suddenly he sees the shadow in front of the study door, standing a handsome and upright man.

With a deep ink view inserted in the trouser pocket, the long body leaned slightly against the wall by the door, and a handsome face hidden in the dark of light in the study, it could still see the unmatched outline.

He was looking at her like he'd been standing there since he got back.

The season warmed, suddenly looked at the time, it was already more than 12 o'clock in the night. She had been waiting for him to come back before. She turned out to be too focused at work and didn't even know when he had entered the room.

But she noticed that Mo Jingshen was wearing a suit today instead of yesterday's T-shirt, and the subconscious asked directly, "Are you at the office today? ”

“Hmm.” The man still stood there and looked at her with a smile: "Work done? ”

“It's just a cooperative plan. I can do it when I get back to Haicheng. I'm not in a hurry. I just couldn't sleep, so I opened it and looked.” Seasonal warmth walked out, wanting to rub directly past her as she walked to the deep side of Ink View, but she still stopped, turning her eyes and leaning against the wall at all times, looking at her man deeply.

“How did you get back so late today? Is something wrong? ”

A man with a deep brow moves slightly: "Care for me? ”

Seasonal warmth basically didn't hesitate, so he answered: “I can't really be a white-eyed wolf. ”

Mo Jing looked at her deeply and couldn't hide the slight ticking of her mouth: “The company had extra arrangements today, I went back to the company to handle some things, went to the evening to get paid, so I returned a little late. ”

“Can't you send me a message or call me when you get paid? ”

She didn't feel comfortable this evening, so she was afraid of something. She kept thinking about the depth of the ink in the cabin in Cambodia where she didn't eat or drink water. She also remembered the last deadly shot that Inkview gave Darry, and the sweat on her body was standing up all night, and he actually just went back to the company to get paid.