The phone is still ringing unyieldingly.

Shi Sangluo thought for a while, but still reached out to pick up his phone. It was so late that Fu Chengyuan would definitely have something to do when he called someone. If he didn't answer for a long time, he would probably lose his temper again.

She pressed the answer button.

"Xiao Chen, where are you?"

“…”

"I'll ask you where are you?"

“…”

"Xiao Chen?"

"Xiao Chen is a little anxious now and doesn't answer the phone. Do you have any instructions to tell me? I will tell him when he comes back."

"Shisangluo?"

"Yeah, it's me."

"How could you be with Xiao Chen so late?"

"I happened to run into it."

"Ha, that's a coincidence."

Shi Sangluo took a deep breath: "Do you want to pick you up? Where are you now? I'll let Xiao Chen go here."

"Shi Sangluo, you are no longer my secretary, why should you direct my driver?"

“…”

"Let him call me back."

Doudu--

Hang up.

After solving his personal problems, Xiao Chen came late: "Is the phone ringing?"

Shi Sangluo handed him the phone: "Mr. Fu asked you to call him back."

When Xiao Chen heard this, he felt as if he was facing a great enemy, he quickly moved back: "Mr. Fu... It's me... I just got home and went to the bathroom... Now?... OK, then I'll go now."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Chen said, "Mr. Fu asked me to go and deliver something to Miss Feng. Aunt Xu, you can eat first, I'll leave first."

Xu Yuerong was a little worried: "It's so late, do you still have to work overtime?"

"Yes," Xiao Chen smiled bitterly: "There is no way, work. The secretary used to be even harder. I'll leave first, Aunt Xu."

"Okay, then you can slow down on the road."

Aunt Chen had just prepared several bowls of noodles and served them, and saw Xiao Chen Feng running away with a flash of fire, "Why is this kid leaving again?"

Xu Yuerong explained to him: "The child is busy with work. The boss just called him and asked him to go there if he had something to do."

Aunt Chen put the noodles on the table, sighed, wiped his hands on the apron, feeling a little weak, "He has been so busy that he sometimes doesn't even have time to call me. He just said nothing but his boss called him..."

Xu Yuerong comforted, "That means the boss values ​​him. I have seen the boss of their company. He is obviously a social elite, young and promising person. Xiao Chen will definitely have a future in the future with him."

"He is just a driver, what's the future?"

"You can't say that. The driver is the closest person to the boss. Many people will curry favor with him, right? Sang Luo?"

Shi Sangluo was lowering his head to wipe the chopsticks, and he heard this and said "Yeah".

Aunt Chen then became happy: "It's better to have a daughter, Sister Xu, look at your Sang Luo, who is beautiful and capable, it's good to find a boyfriend to you. There are not many young people who are willing to work hard for their mother-in-law."

Aunt Chen probably saw Ye Wo helping her clean her wheelchair just now. Xu Yuerong smiled faintly and explained: "What kind of son-in-law is not a son-in-law? Sang Luo is the same as her father. He is devoted to work and hasn't even found a boyfriend. Where did he get his son-in-law?"

Aunt Chen was a little surprised and looked at Yewo: "This young man...isn't it?"

"Aunt Chen." Shi Sangluo shouted: "I heard the sound inside was wrong, it seemed like a pot was overflowing."

"Oh! I'm still cooking noodles in the pot..."

Aunt Chen ran into the kitchen in a breeze, and Shi Sangluo handed the polished chopsticks to Xu Yuerong: "Mom, don't you just want to eat this? Eat it quickly."

"Ah, OK."

She glanced at Yewo. Yewo had no expression and wiped the chopsticks herself and ate noodles.

Shi Sangluo withdrew his gaze and took a bite.

Aunt Chen made the noodles very strong and the soup is very sweet. No wonder my mother has been thinking about this taste for so many years.

"Host," Yewo suddenly said: "Let's take my aunt to the mall on weekends."

Shi Sangluo thought about it and said that since he was about to go abroad, it was necessary to buy some clothes for his mother in China in advance.

So she nodded: "Tomorrow, I'm going to go and step on the market tomorrow morning, so we can meet directly in the mall."

"Where to go and step on the plate?"

"Travel a few more," Shi Sangluo said: "The project of the Trade City is about to enter the third stage. I want to refer to other successful cases to see what else can be optimized."
Chapter completed!