She, Tong Mu, hasn't died yet, and someone is already coveting her position as her biological granddaughter?
Tong Mu calmly glanced at Tong Yiyi who was smiling and felt that she looked fake from head to toe, especially the smile on her face.
Almost catching up with Zhou Ziyang, wholesale.
"Sister Yiyi is right. I have worked hard for you before. You can have a good rest in the future."
The first time the two got along, they broke up unhappy.
Tong Yiyi carried her bag and strode downstairs.
There were many people from the sidelines sitting in the room. When they saw her coming down, they all greeted her.
"Miss Yiyi."
Tong Yiyi slowed down a bit, calmed down her mood, said hello to everyone, and then walked out.
Before Tong Mu came back, everyone in this old house called her the eldest lady.
Now that Tong Mu is back, she is the legitimate eldest lady, and she can only be called Miss Yiyi.
Now when she heard the word eldest lady, Tong Yiyi felt a burning pain on her face.
This title reminds her all the time what it means to humiliate oneself!
Tong Mu watched her go and closed the door himself.
"Who is he?"
She felt very baffled.
Turning on the phone, a notification sound came from WeChat.
Click on it and see that it is a friend application record.
The other person's avatar is an eagle flying under the blue sky, and his name is Desert Wolf.
Tong Mu frowned. These days, most people who can bear this name are of her uncle's level.
Thinking of her uncles and sisters-in-law who were in the old houses downstairs just now and asked her for WeChat, it was probably them.
Tong Mu clicked through, and the other party quickly sent a message.
【Are you there?】
She frowned and was about to reply when the other party sent another message.
【Are you free tomorrow?】
Tong Mu paused, and the image of a greasy uncle appeared in front of his eyes.
Could it be that someone took her WeChat ID and gave it to others as a prank?!
If it were normal, Tong Mu would delete the person directly.
But now in my old home, the timing is different, so I have to be more cautious.
She replied with two words, "Who are you?"
On the other side of WeChat, a man in a gray haute couture suit was sitting on a chair, with his long legs resting leisurely on both sides.
The suit is open, revealing the white shirt underneath.
The part close to the flesh and blood is tight and powerful, and it is attractive and attractive.
His facial features, as beautiful as those of a god, now showed a slightly confused expression.
He clicked on the input method with his sharp-jointed fingers, and followed the method the old secretary just taught him to convert speech into text.
"I am Fu Guanmo."
He has spent a lot of time in the gaming world, but he doesn't have much exposure to electronic products.
The only e-sports dungeon among them was one that he had to clear several times before he could clear it.
Anyway, when others die, they are really dead. If he dies, he can come back again.
It was the only electronic product he had ever come into contact with, a high-end computer.
In other identities, his subordinates have arranged everything for him.
This is the first time I have used a tool to connect with others.
Text appeared on the screen, and the man frowned and looked at it.
‘Adjutant Mo’
He darkened his face and called people in again.
"Why can't these characters be recognized?"
An old man with some gray hair came in. He was wearing a suit and had an elegant temperament. He was the person assigned to him by his father in the company.
When he was young, he accompanied his father to conquer the world. Now he should have retired, but unexpectedly he was arranged to assist Fu Guanmo again.
He glanced at his phone and said with a smile: "Master, it's normal to have errors sometimes. If you don't know how, just write by hand."
After all, smart electronics are not humans and cannot be so accurate.
Fu Guanmo frowned at the name and asked suspiciously: "Is this name really good?"
The old secretary chuckled, "Why not? I asked my friends and they all thought it was good!"
Seeing Fu Guanmo frowning, he added, "If you really don't like it, I have a few more names here. Look..."
"Serve the country with loyalty, the best is like water, and the heart is like still water..."
Fu Guanmo frowned even more, "Forget it, that's it."
Tong Mu stared at the screen for a long time, always watching the typing and silence on the other side.
She completely lost her patience, threw her phone aside, and decided to take a nap.
She was so exhausted last night that she got up and sang two national anthems. Zhou Can scared her to death, but she even entered the game midway.
I was caught red-handed by my parents when I woke up in the morning. Now, I can finally have a good rest.
Fu Guanmo learned the nine-key input method and quickly typed out the message and sent it.
"I am Fu Guanmo."
Unfortunately, after the news was sent out, there was no sound from there.
He waited and waited, but no message came back from the other party.
Finally, Fu Guanmo couldn't help but asked again.
"When are you free tomorrow?"
He had to determine the time before he could feel at ease.
This news was like a stone sinking into the ocean, and there was still no reply from the other side.
I waited until evening, almost after get off work, and my phone was still quiet.
He went from never looking at his phone before, to looking at it once every half hour, to once every few minutes, and now.
The screen of his mobile phone was always on, and he put it aside, his dark eyes barely moving away.
Fu Chuan walked in with brisk steps and saw Fu Guanmo with a dark face.
He paused and grunted.
"Hey, Ah Mo, what's wrong with you?"
Since Fu Guanmo woke up, he has been like a working machine. Apart from rehabilitation, he is always in the company.
For meetings arranged at home, he would push them as often as he could, but he could not push them, and he would do so absent-mindedly.
He is even more like a donkey when working, he doesn't know how tired he is. Everyone has got off work, and he still has to read the reports in the company.
Sitting in the office doing nothing like this is the first time in a month. It’s surprising enough.
Then I thought about it, that's right, no one can be as motivated as a cow.
His energy has passed and now he can't get up again.
He had been waiting for Fu Guanmo to look like this for a long time, and now, of course, he wanted to go over and ridicule him.
"What's wrong with you? If there's anything you don't know, tell me and I'll teach you."
After hearing this, Fu Guanmo finally raised his eyes.
A pair of ancient and unwavering eyes were fixed on Fu Chuan's smiling face, without any expression.
Fu Chuan was startled by this look and felt guilty.
No wonder his father loves Fu Guanmo so much. Fu Guanmo looks exactly like him.
Fu Guanmo curled his lips, but it was not a smile, but a somewhat cruel look.
"Yeah?"
Fu Chuan immediately felt like he was carrying something on his back, but with thirty or forty years of experience, he was not allowed to just run away.
"Of course, Ah Mo, you are still young and can't rush into this."
He quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead. Every time Fu Guanmo spoke to him with a cold face, it would cost him half his life.
Fu Guanmo stretched out his slender fingers, pulled out a document from a pile of documents next to him and threw it on the table.