The national school idol is a girl

The drunkard's intention is not to drink.

This was 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 done.

"I have sworn not to touch any more cases." Qin Mo's voice was uneven, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly.

Wu Zhen paused, then smiled again: "When you want to touch it, I will ask you for advice."

Qin Mo said nothing.

Wu Zhen seemed to have discovered something: "Brother Mo, why is your phone screen broken?"

Secretary Liang thought to himself, he just fell in the car.

"My hand slipped and fell to the ground." Qin Mo turned his head, obviously not wanting to continue the conversation.

Wu Zhen also pulled up a chair and sat next to him, looking at him with a smile.

For some reason, Secretary Liang always felt that such an action seemed a bit like what the Ninth Young Master would do.

"I heard that the Qin family is having a masquerade party today. I haven't participated in such an event for a long time. Brother Mo, can you give me a ticket?"

Qin Mo hasn't spoken yet.

Mr. An laughed and said, "Go if you want. This guy won't take you. Let Mr. Liang take you in."

As Secretary Liang, he was stared at by three eyes at once.

He glanced at the CEO, who was drinking tea with his eyes down as if it had nothing to do with him.

I could only bite the bullet and said, "Yes."

Mr. An must be trying to bring Mr. Qin and Miss Wu together. This is a blind date in disguise...

When Qin Mo heard this, he put down the porcelain cup and stood up: "I still have a meeting. Obviously today is not suitable for me to stay longer. Grandpa, I will come to accompany you tomorrow."

Mr. An understood the meaning of those words and knew that his grandson always had his own opinion.

He thought this kid would have feelings for Zhen'er.

After all, Zhen'er likes to follow him so much that even a stone would be shaken.

Why didn't his grandson feel warmed at all?

Wu Zhen's eyes also darkened after hearing Qin Mo's words. After only a moment, she started laughing again.

For this person.

She fell in love with the police profession.

Not afraid of hardship or tiredness.

So the rest is really nothing.

There's just one thing, this person must be hers.

Wu Mu smiled wantonly, turned to Secretary Liang and said, "Then I'll go dress up first, and then I'll ask Mr. Liang."

"This..." Secretary Liang looked at his president's profile and uttered three words with difficulty: "No problem."

Wait until you leave Anjia.

Secretary Liang explained desperately: "Mr. Qin, in the situation just now, I really can't agree to it."

"It doesn't matter." Qin Mo's mood was very low: "If she wants to go, let her go."

Secretary Liang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then realized that the young master was particularly silent today, especially when he looked out the car window, as if he had been 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 the paddle market.

After getting on the viaduct, Secretary Liang turned around and said, "Master, there's a business dinner tonight..."

"Go prepare a costume for the masquerade party." Qin Mo interrupted him with a low voice: "Then order a military green women's costume and send it to Bo's house."

No matter how heartless that guy is.

He also didn't want his recognized brother to do something he didn't like in front of so many people.

Women's military uniforms, at least trousers.

"yes."

Secretary Liang's work efficiency has always been very fast.

Within half an hour, a dedicated person sent military uniforms to Bo's house.

But the news that came back was that Bo Jiu had left...