Chapter 238

When the roller of the plane tore the darkness of the east at the first dawn in Los Angeles, it echoed on the runway of Los Angeles International Airport

Gu Beichen tilted his head to the small window and looked at Los Angeles getting farther and farther away from his eyes. He didn't take back his sight until he couldn't see it.

After the plane flew smoothly, Gu Beichen took the document handed to him by Xiao Jing and began to look at it... The trip was originally scheduled for about 20 days, but he couldn't let Jian Mo leave his sight for 20 days.

"If everything goes well, it is estimated that the trip can be compressed to 15 days at most!" Xiao Jing predicted.

"12!" Gu Beichen said calmly.

Xiao Jingwei was stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, "Chen Shao... This is a little too tight?"

"To deal with emergencies, some places notify to arrange a time for video conference..." Gu Beichen calmly ordered, "in addition, the second uncle just turns around in his sphere of influence and walks away."

"Chen Shao doesn't plan to investigate what happened six years ago?" Xiao Jing asked suspiciously.

Gu Beichen slowly lay back on the seat. The eagle eyes looked at the front deeply, and his thin lips hooked his eyes. If there was a sneer, "four years ago, he didn't come back because of an accident... He has been wandering in recent years, and now he suddenly appeared. I'm afraid... It's not a coincidence?"

Xiao Jing pondered and sighed slightly, "I will continue to follow up this matter."

Others don't know about the injury in those years, but... Xiao Jing still knows.

How much damage Gu mohuai has caused to Chen Shao, several people who know now won't mention it... However, no one knows that it is a cancer in Chen Shao's heart.

If this cancer is not completely removed, it will worsen sooner or later... Finally, push Chen Shao into the abyss of eternal doom!

The plane glided across the sky with a touch of white smoke. After several days of drizzle in Los Angeles, the sun was washed like water. It was clean and pure, shining on people, showing a muggy heat.

Because it is the architectural design of the overall real estate, the preparation time of this first draft is longer than that of the draft... But even so, Jian Mo dare not take it lightly.

"Sister Mo, have a cup of coffee!" Mu Xiaoran put the coffee on the small table next to Jian Mo in case it splashed on the drawing.

Jane Mo didn't speak, just holding a drawing pencil to outline the frame lines

After a while, she said, "did I show you the interior design I brought to you in the evening?" she said, took her pen and looked at mu Xiaoran with a smile, "if you can, I'll wait for your first work."

Upon hearing this, mu Xiaoran smiled and pursed his lower lip, "sister Mo, I will try my best..."

"Hmm!" Jane Mo nodded kindly, "come on."

"I will!" Mu Xiaoran smiled. "Sister Mo, I'll go out first. Just call me later..."

"OK!" Jane Mo nodded with a smile, looked at mu Xiaoran after he went out, then changed a drawing pen and began to sketch on the drawing.

Last night, my son sent Gu Beichen back to the mid level villa. He didn't have any extra words. He just said that when he came back, he would take her to grandma Gu for dinner.

Well, and... Miss him!

Jane Mo is a little embarrassed, but in view of being played several times in blues at night, she has learned to be smart... If she doesn't reply, silence is the most favorable counterattack.

The most important thing is... That kiss confused her mind. She was afraid of the spread of that feeling.

Back to the apartment, the note was in place, and the milk bag didn't wake up

After cleaning up, Jane Mo took Alvar Aalto's book and began to read it. Jane Mo couldn't put it down because of his remarks and his works.

Today, when she picked up the drawing pen, her inspiration kept pouring out like a source

Jane Mo was immersed in the thought of design and didn't know what was happening outside.

The little brother of the florist sent orange sea potatoes today. Xiang night took the lead and hurried to check the flower language.

"The orange sea taro represents..." Xiang night raised his eyebrow and said, "... I like you!"

"Wow..." Ding Dang was already envious. "It used to be 'gentle love', but now it has upgraded the advertising mode to 'I like you'... I really want to know who the flower giver is?"

"Me too! Me too!" Xiang night hurriedly echoed, "Mo'er... Look, my heart is crisp?"

They were joking and laughing outside. They looked at Jian Mo, who was immersed in his own creation, through the glass office, and couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing

"Mo Mo is still the same as four years ago, only her design!" Mo Xiaoya shook her head and sighed.

Da Xiong rubbed over at the right time, "I'm the same as four years ago. I only have you in my heart!"

Mo Xiaoya rolled her eyes, glanced sideways at Da Xiong, and then turned to her work grid.

Da Xiong licked his face and ran after him, "what are you going to eat tonight?"

"Don't bother me now..." Mo Xiaoya glanced, "look at the man who is chasing Mo Mo, and then look at you?"

Big male grinned, "didn't I save money for you to spend later?"

"..." Mo xiaoarden was speechless, and then he was too lazy to talk to Da Xiong.

There is a saying that where there is a will, there is a way... Daxiong and Mo Xiaoya have pursued this for many years. Now, although they have not caught up, it is obvious that Mo Xiaoya has been influenced by him a lot.

Xiangwan and others are still studying who the flower giver is. Some designers recruited by Jian mo after she went to the UK are also participating in the discussion, while others have strange eyes, glances or pretend not to care at all.

For several days, Jane Mo's mood was on the design drawing, and the bouquets that were bound to arrive every day were basically disposed of by them at night.

However, there is one thing that Jane Mo looked forward to after a week

It is said that to form a person's habit is to penetrate into her life... And Gu Beichen does!

The light sound of "Di" slipped by, and Jane Mo's stagnant thoughts gradually recovered... She turned her head to the mobile phone on her desk and walked past after several seconds.

Open the text message, it's a photo, and there's a paragraph

President Gu: standing by the Seine River in Paris, feeling the gentle wind, I suddenly think... We haven't even stopped by the Los Angeles River together.

Jane Mo looked at the photos of the Seine River with blurred lights, but her mind was that she saw fireworks on the river side of Los Angeles the night before she left Los Angeles four years ago

The corners of her mouth gradually smiled. Jane Mo turned off the text message and then turned to the design desk... But at that moment, her eyes were intoxicated with too much emotion.

It seems that many things have faded, and it seems that some things have become intoxicating

I heard a lot of rumors these days... All about Gu Beichen.

There has been no scandal for four and a half years, and even... After the scandal between him and Shen Chu after the JK acquisition, nothing has been revealed again.

Some people speculate that it is Gu Beichen's gentle trap from beginning to end

In fact, it was not Gu Beichen who gave up the wholly-owned acquisition for Shen Chu. But Shen Chu got the absolute control of JK for Gu Beichen... Then Gu Beichen crossed the river and demolished the bridge.

No one knows what kind of answer it is... The answer is confusing.

No matter which answer, the fact is... Gu Beichen and Shen Chu are really not together.

Jane Mo frowned and couldn't help muttering, "doesn't she say that she is the only woman who wants to love in her life? Why aren't the last two together?"