When referring to the orphanage, Xu Xie could not help exposing his troubles to Jiang Zhuoheng. "Yeah, the government is pushing for demolition. I went to find a place and stopped by to see the children."

Jiang Zhuoheng said, "Don't worry, you don't need to move the orphanage."

Xu Xu didn't take his words seriously and said with a smile, "The government has urged me many times, how can it be possible."

Jiang Zhuoheng said conservatively, "I mean it is possible, you don't have to worry too much."

"Don't talk about this." Xu Xu changed the subject. "Are you busy lately?"

They haven't talked for a long time for two years, and each time they meet is in an awkward situation, and even a greeting seems to be a great sin.

The call lasted a long time.

Entering the office in the morning, Xuxu, as always, smelled the strong scent of roses. It was permeated in the air and surrounded by romance everywhere.

There are still a few days for the Christmas event.

Suddenly a text message appeared on her mobile phone. She glanced at her without any suspense.

She tapped the computer keyboard with one hand and opened the text message with one hand. "Wen Xuxiu, I suddenly remembered that you have never called my husband for such a long time.

"..."

Nima's, she's busy here like a dog every day, and he runs abroad to talk about nothing every day.

Xu Xu was angry, "I heard Aunt Mu Li said that the second uncle recovered very well, you quickly get back!"

Yan Rusheng: "You just say,‘ Asheng, I miss you, you ’re coming back ’, so pretending to be vague is to pretend.”

Lifelike amount, "..."

She felt that there was really a big obstacle in their communication!

She locked the screen and didn't plan to talk to Master Yan anymore, and her cell phone suddenly rang again.

Xu Xuan frowned, and reluctantly picked up the phone, put it in his ear and said "Hey".

"When will the bidding for the Haicheng District land tender come to fruition?"

Yan Rusheng's first sentence asked about the status of bidding for land in Haicheng District.

Xu Xu was guilty again, and she replied with anger, "It's early."

She knew that if Yan Rusheng knew that she had given up her bid, she would definitely go for a runaway. He is now with his father-in-law over there, and she does not want to affect his mood.

When he returns, she will let him slaughter.

Yan Rusheng said, "I'll make a phone call and ask District Chief Jia."

Hexu heard anxious, "No, I'll ask you later, you'll be there with your dad at ease, so it's hard for you to stay with them. Don't worry about your work."

"Wen Xuxu, you're really more and more sensible." Yan Rusheng's tone of pampering, "In fact, you don't need to ask, I have already done a good job before I leave, and I will get Rong Shengzhi with a vote.

"Oh." Xu Xuan lowered her eyes, listening to the words that were so lively, full of confidence and enthusiasm, she felt a little sad.

"How did you think about the thing you just said?"

Lifelike doubts, "What's up?"

As soon as he spoke, he told him about bidding, did he say anything else?

"Cough ..." Yan Rusheng coughed twice, seeming to be embarrassed to speak, and raised his eyebrows quietly for a long time: "Call me? Huh?"

He vividly remembered the text message he suddenly sent her, shy, and his voice was as small as a mosquito, "Wait until you come back."

The two were ashamed of each other over the phone, and the atmosphere was unconsciously ambiguous.

"Wen Xuxu, your fever was unconscious, why did you call my name?"

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