President's Private Pampering: Sweet arrival

The next day, Gu Shaoqian sent Su Yimo to work in Aimo company as he promised last night. In fact, Su Yimo basically didn't do anything when he came to the company. He spent the whole day doing nothing with Gu Shaoqian.

In the afternoon, near work, Su Yimo always sighed at the computer from time to time. Gu Shaoqian, who was originally sitting on the sofa, walked slowly to her side, put his hands on her shoulders, looked at the computer screen and raised his eyebrows and said, "how can you sigh? What happened?"

Su Yimo turned his head and looked at him, "Qian, i... I haven't done anything all day. I don't know what I should do. I don't think I have any value in the company... I just have a false name."

Gu Shaoqian smiled, gently stroked her hair and said, "Mo Bao, I said, as long as you are responsible for the design, the management of the company will be handed over to Luo Jun."

Su Yimo understood that he didn't want to work hard, but she also wanted to make some achievements to prove herself. But she really knows nothing about management. Besides, even if she is only responsible for design, she has no inspiration now. "Qian, you know, I have always had a wish to establish my own brand, but now I have this opportunity, and I am even more confused."

"Mo Bao, don't worry. Good works need to wait, don't you? During this time, you can first determine the brand positioning and style. Let's take our time, shall we? " Gu Shaoqian looked at her with a spoiled face. His initial purpose was just to make her happy and to make her fulfill her wishes.

"But..." Su Yimo wanted to say something, so he was stopped by Gu Shaoqian.

After the kiss, a silver thread was pulled out between the two. Su Yimo's face could not be redder.

At this time, I heard Gu Shaoqian say softly to her: "Mo Bao, you don't have to worry about the operation of the company. The company has other designers besides you. Our company is not afraid of selling clothes."

"Well, I'll try to design good works." She said enthusiastically.

"I believe you."

His words undoubtedly gave her the greatest encouragement.

In the evening, Su Yimo accidentally received a call from Su yunshang. The mother and daughter talked for a long time before hanging up.

Seeing her frowning and fiddling with her mobile phone, Gu Shaoqian knew that she was talking to Su yunshang just now. He couldn't bear to tell her something. He felt guilty about hiding it from her.

In case Su yunshang fell on the operating table this time, he thought that if she knew that he had arranged all this, she would hate herself all her life.

However, at this time, he can't open his mouth anyway.

"Mo Bao?"

"Qian..." she looked at him and stopped talking.

"What's the matter?"

"I always feel that my mother is hiding something from me." She pursed her lips and expressed her concerns.

"What can your mother hide from you? Stop thinking. " Gu Shaoqian thought to himself, did she find anything?

"My mother told me a lot of things tonight. I don't know if something happened at home, or my uncle and they went to trouble my mother again... My mother is always like this. She likes to carry everything by herself and doesn't want me to worry." Su Yimo's face was close to his neck and her hands hugged his waist, as if this could make her feel more secure.

"Don't worry, I'll send someone to your house tomorrow." Gu Shaoqian looked at her painfully and kissed her gently on the forehead.