Immortal wife above: Qingshao, come here!

Chapter 4
Mountain City, the most prosperous area in the city center, is the economic center and financial center of the entire mountain city, where every inch of land is as expensive as gold.

And those who can have a place here are all the top companies that are well-known in the country, or even the world.

Among them is a high-rise building, which belongs to his Wanwu Group.

The Wanwu Group has only been established for a few decades, but it has indeed become one of the leading enterprises in the entire Huaguo, with business all over the world.

At this time, a young man was sitting in a large office with four-sided views on the top floor of the building.

The man's surname and object name are painted.

He is the owner of this building and the second president of Wanwu Group.

Now, he's on the phone.

The whole person nestled into the leather sofa, leaned on the armrest, supported his head with one hand, and held his mobile phone with the other.

"You ran out by yourself?" The man asked indifferently.

The lines of his face are very clear, three-dimensional and handsome, and the corners of his lips are slightly hooked into a smile when he is speaking, but they are indifferent and alienated.

On the other end of the phone, "Yes! When I arrived, I was sitting on the sill, and I was stunned, as if I had been hit by something."

Hearing this, the slightly bent fingers moved imperceptibly.

"What about people now?"

The man's tone has not changed, but his voice is indeed very pleasant, the subwoofer flows through the heart like ding-dong water, which makes people feel comfortable.

"I sent it to the hotel under the name of the group, young master, I think that Miss Yan is not normal."

"...You said." The man was slightly taken aback.

After the man spit out these two words slowly, he also stood up.

Walking lightly and freely, he walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a tall and straight figure, casting a slanted figure in Nuo Da's office.

The neat suit perfectly outlines his figure with an abstinence like a banished fairy.

If you look carefully, you will find that there is a peach blossom mark the size of a broad bean tattooed on the wrist of his right hand where he is holding the mobile phone.

At this time, without a trace of emotional change on his face, he frowned lightly.

It's just because the message on the other end of the phone is too unbelievable.

"Master, she doesn't want to go home, I can understand that she has no face to go back, after all... uh—but she doesn't know cars, what a hotel is, TV sets, electric lights, and bank cards.

I don't even know the wad of RMB I gave her before I left. It seems that I am unfamiliar with everything in this world. "

　The mountain city is not Sichuan, but Shencheng, hehe
　　
　
(End of this chapter)