Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

At the last moment, his cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang, and pulled back his thoughts which were about to fall to the edge of collapse.

Gu Beihua forcefully closed his eyes, took out his mobile phone and looked at it. His eyebrows involuntarily raised a little bit. Three familiar and strange words, song dongrou, were beating on the screen.

The last time they called each other, it should have been when song dongrou's father was still alive. As soon as he died, Gu Beihua took most of the shares of the Song family, and completely transformed the Song family. By the time song dongrou knew it, her most familiar song family had changed and won another name.

But even at that time, song dongrou didn't make a lot of noise with him. I haven't seen her for a long time. What's she doing now?

Gu beihuadun frowned for a few seconds and answered the phone. After putting the phone to his ear, he heard a submissive female voice coming from the opposite side, "hello... Is it Beihua?"

Song dongrou's words were extremely soft, and Gu Beihua soon became impatient. However, he thought of Gu Qingwei's words today, and his heart was inexplicably tight, so he answered with a supernatural voice, "it's me, what's the matter?"

Song dongrou's tone suddenly brightened up with such a simple four words and a very obvious sense of impatience. "Beihua, I have nothing to do. I just want to ask you, do you want to go home for dinner today?"

Through the mobile phone, Gu Beihua can imagine song dongrou's excited and nervous appearance. He sneered and said, "good."

"Really?" Song dongrou's voice trembled slightly.

Gu Beihua tut two, impatient way, "I have no time to guess riddles with you here, hang up!"

"Wait a minute!" Song dongrou yelled in a hurry. A moment later, she reflected that her voice was a little high. She quickly restored the warm and soft tone, "I... what do you want to eat? I'll prepare early and wait for you to come back. "

The last four words she said sounded very funny.

Gu North Hua Leng way, "casually." Putting down these two words, he shoved his cell phone back into his pocket.

Song dongrou used to be a young lady. Although it was all in the past, the song group was also powerful at that time. Gu Beihua's father-in-law, the president of Song Dynasty, was a very resolute person. How could he cultivate such a weak daughter?

At the thought of song dongrou's appearance, Gu Beihua felt that his whole brain was aching, and every cell was crying uncomfortable. But today he had to go back.

After thinking for a while, Gu Beihua swept all the mess on his desk to the ground, pressed the mobile phone button inside the company, and told the Secretary at the other end, "I'll send you a document now, you can print it out immediately, and send it to the underground parking lot in three minutes."

After simply giving the order, Gu Beihua gently unplugged the telephone line, turned and walked out.

Since the morning, he has been constantly turning to the present. He is as anxious as an ant on the hot pot. If at this critical moment, a director suddenly rushes to stop him to discuss saving the company's share price, he can't stand it.

The little secretary is rolling out the fresh food. When the documents were sent to the underground parking lot, Gu Beihua had been waiting by the car for a long time. On the bridge of his nose was a pair of huge sunglasses, which looked like he was going to do something shameful.

After getting the documents, Gu Beihua simply turned twice, sat in the driver's seat without saying a word, stepped on the accelerator, and quickly disappeared in the little secretary's sight.

So the little secretary racked his brains to think about how to explain to the angry directors that the boss left the company's mess and ran away, looking up at the sky with tears in his eyes.