The drunkard's intention is not wine.
This is Secretary Liang's first reaction.
But in front of so many elders, the president should not refuse...
Secretary Liang also said that it should be.
"I have sworn that I will never encounter any cases." Qin Mo's voice was not calm, but it was enough for everyone to hear it clearly.
Wu Zhen paused, then smiled: "I'll ask you again when you want to touch me."
Qin Mo didn't say anything.
Wu Zhen seemed to have discovered something: "Brother Mo, why did your mobile phone screen break?"
Secretary Liang thought to himself, he fell in the car just now.
"Hand slipped and fell to the ground." Qin Mo turned his head, obviously not wanting to continue talking.
Wu Zhen also pulled a chair and sat next to him, looking at him with a smile.
For some reason, Secretary Liang always felt that such an action was a bit like what the Ninth Young Master would do.
"I heard that Qin's makeup masquerade party today. I haven't participated in such an event for a long time. Can Brother Mo give me a ticket?"
Qin Mo hasn't spoken yet.
Mr. An laughed: "If you want to go, go. This kid won't take you, let Mr. Liang bring you in."
As Secretary Liang, who was stared at by three eyes at once.
I glanced at the president who lowered my eyes and drank tea, but it was nothing to do with me.
He could only bite his teeth and respond: "Yes."
Mr. An is trying to match Mr. Qin and Miss Wu, this disguised blind date...
When Qin Mo heard this, he put down the porcelain cup and stood up: "I have another chance. Obviously, today is not suitable for me to stay for too long. Grandpa, I will come with you tomorrow."
Mr. An heard what was meant by that and knew that his grandson had always been independent.
He thought this kid would feel something about Zhen'er.
After all, Zhen'er likes to follow him so much that even a stone has to be shaken.
Why is his grandson not so warm at all?
Wu Zhen's eyes also became gloomy after hearing Qin Mo's words. For a while, she laughed again.
For this person.
She fell in love with the police industry.
Not afraid of hardship or fatigue.
So the rest is really nothing.
There is only one thing, this person must be hers.
Wu Mou smiled freely, turned his head toward Secretary Liang and said, "Then I will dress up first, and I'll ask Mr. Liang at that time."
"This..." Secretary Liang looked at the side face of his president and uttered three words with difficulty: "No problem."
Wait until you leave and settle down.
Secretary Liang then tried his best to explain: "Mr. Qin, I really don't agree to the situation just now."
"It doesn't matter." Qin Mo was in a low mood: "If she wants to go, let her go."
Secretary Liang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then he realized that the young master today was particularly silent, especially looking outside the car window, as if he was thinking about something.
And he also knew that these things were basically inseparable from the Ninth Young Master.
The traffic jam started at five o'clock in Jiangcheng.
After boarding the viaduct, Secretary Liang turned around and said, "Young Master, the evening commercial dinner..."
"Go and prepare a set of clothes to attend the masquerade party." Qin Mo interrupted his words with a light voice: "Then order another set of military green women's clothing and deliver it to the Fu family."
No matter how heartless that guy is.
He also didn't want his younger brother to do things he didn't like to do in front of so many people.
Women's military uniforms, at least in trousers.
"yes."
Secretary Liang has always been very efficient in his work.
In less than half an hour, a special person sent military uniforms to the Fu family.
Chapter completed!