The meeting room was quiet. After Qin Mo noticed, he paused, and then his voice was slightly hoarse, "Continue meeting."

He said a few words to He Huan over there, then came to sit down and told the secretary to send someone from the engineering department to his house to teach Mrs. Qin to use the dishwasher.

The secretary is also very awkward. Didn't you have a part-time job, President Qin, or she contacted him.

She thought of He Huan, Director He, and the international director. Mr. Qin asked him to wash the dishes at home. Wasn't he a special baby before? My wife would like to stay in bed 24 when she came back!

Sure enough, the man is a large-scale real fragrance scene.

The secretary has no choice but to do it in a day's time.

Qin Mo continued to preside over the meeting, but it was obviously a lot tougher, and the middle and high-level staff of King Entertainment were horribly miserable.

Later, when the engineering department came back, the secretary whispered, "Guo He didn't plug in the plug."

Qin Mo nodded, then looked up at the secretary's happy scene.

He frowned. "You think it's funny?"

"Usually I don't laugh unless I can't help it." The secretary also looked at him in a much better mood, and then dared to make a joke.

Qin Mo glanced at her and didn't say anything.

After the meeting was over, when everyone was gone, he seemed to ask casually, "Have her dishes washed?"

The secretary paused: "Guo He not only washed the dishes, but also took out all the bowls in the kitchen cabinet and washed them."

Qin Mo frowned, looking like he was angry, but the anger in his heart seemed to be dissipated.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was only six o'clock.

The secretary noticed his actions and asked in a low voice: "Mr Qin, do you want to eat something?"

"Let’s take a little extra shift and order a simple meal for me." Qin Mo thought to himself that he could not go home. It would be shameless to go back now. Besides, she is always out, so it’s also necessary for her to take care of Yihuan. Of course.

Qin Mo walked back to his office as he said, and fell on the sofa without doing anything, his coat was thrown aside, and his tie was also unzipped.

After half an hour, his secretary delivered a simple meal. He smoked two cigarettes and ate a few mouthfuls at random. He really had no appetite.

At this moment, he thought, He Huan and Yi Huan are at home. He Huan doesn't know how to do housework. Can she cook hot food?

After thinking about it for a while, it turned out to be uncomfortable. He thought he actually took her too seriously, but Yihuan had to eat.

So after thinking about it, he dialed He Huan's phone.

After the phone rang a few times and was picked up, Qin Mo heard a sweet voice, affectionately: ‘Dad. ’

Qin Mo's heart warmed quietly, softly, "Have you eaten?"

After a pause, Qin Mo knew that he was still hungry, so he asked, ‘Where’s mom? ’

"Mom is cooking, but she can't eat anything she made. Now I have ordered a takeaway." Yi Huan said truthfully, and then said: "Dad, I miss you so much."

Qin Mo said softly: "Then dad comes back to cook for you, OK?"

Yi Huan clapped her little hand: "Daddy, come back soon."

Qin Mo hummed, hung up the phone and then took his coat and walked outside.

Secretary Qian was a little surprised: "Mr Qin, are you going back now?"

He nodded: "Yi Huan has no one to cook at home."

As he said, he stopped: "In this way, the part-time worker can let her come back to work the day after tomorrow. You set the time and don't affect normal life."