While speaking, Mr. Su subconsciously glanced at the clock on the table.
With just one glance, Mr. Su's eyebrows were deeply twisted together.
He was so tired last night. With the huge pressure on his body, he wanted to take a little rest before continuing to work, but he never expected that he would sleep until now.
Looking at the abandoned manuscripts in front of him and the room, Mr. Su's eyes dimmed significantly.
After all, he still failed to complete the design draft of this weapon by the deadline.
He closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, his wrinkled face full of haggardness and loss.
It seems like he has grown several years older all of a sudden.
He sighed deeply. When Mr. Su opened his eyes again, his eyes were no longer as charm as before.
Perhaps the Su family will soon decline from today...
Looking at Mr. Su's haggard look, the butler beside him felt heartbroken.
These days he also knows how tired and high-pressure Mr. Su spends every day in a tired and high-pressure environment.
Only when I saw something related to Gu Qi, the old man's face would smile again.
But today, Mr. Su felt that his whole body had completely collapsed. Now he was like an old man in the evening, and he could no longer see his former spirit.
Gripping his teeth, the butler said, "Master, or...I'll tell them, you're uncomfortable today and let them come back another day?"
Hearing this, Mr. Su smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "I've come here, I can't hide it. It's better, my Su family has done my best to do this. It's enough to enjoy the glory and wealth of so many years.
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As he said that, Mr. Su looked out the window through the gaps in the curtains and sighed heavily, "Originally, our Su family owed Qiqi a lot, and now we are almost nothing. I don't know what to use to compensate her..."
Taking a deep breath, Old Master Su hunched over and walked out of the study with difficulty.
"Let's go and meet them and take the drawings on the table."
The butler walked to the desk, rolled up the drawings pressed under the fish tank and held them in his hand, and followed Mr. Su out of the old house.
As soon as he arrived in the yard, Mr. Su saw Su Yao and Su Zhan standing there with depression.
General Raman sat on the sofa with his eyes closed and his expression of displeasure.
Zhao Guofeng sat there with a proud look on his face, crossing his legs, and savoring the tea happily while raising his eyebrows to look at Su Yao and Su Zhan and said, "I have to say, your old man has such a good psychological quality.
I slept so well and I haven't gotten up yet. Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely not be able to sleep."
At this time, a young man standing behind Zhao Guofeng who looked very similar to him showed a sneer, "Dad, maybe Mr. Su has completed the design draft last night, so he can feel at ease.
Sleeping in big heads until now.”
This person is Zhao Guofeng's son, Zhao Lunxin.
When Zhao Lunxin was saying this, he happened to see Mr. Su and the butler walking out of the house.
So I deliberately raised my tone, just to tell Mr. Su on purpose.
Sure enough, when Mr. Su heard these words, his steps were obviously paused and his brows frowned tightly.
This scene obviously fell into the eyes of Zhao Guofeng and his son.