Chapter 189: Mrs. Seoul’s call

"Yeah." Song nodded no worries.
Gu Yu started to dine, and he was very elegant.
Even if you eat, you can see that he is a nobleman.
Soon, he ate well.
Go to the company with Song Worry.
When I came to the garage, Gu Yu stood in front of the car and asked Xu Jing: "Will you drive?"
Xu Jingyu nodded: "Yes."
Gu Yan took a look at Ade, and Ade immediately stepped forward and handed a car key to Xu Jing.
Xu Jing took the key and looked confused.
"In the future, when I am not in the company, it is your responsibility to pick up and drop off work." After that, Gu Yu opened the door and got on the bus.
Xu Jing looked puzzled at Song Wu, did the lady drive? Why not give the key directly to the lady and let her open?
"Get on the bus." Song Wuxi smiled at her.
"Oh." Xu Jing put the key in the car, followed the Song Wu worry on the car.
Ade is responsible for driving, Xu Jing is sitting in the vice drive, Gu Yu and Song Wu worry sitting in the back row.
Gu Yu looked at her: "I am going on a business trip tomorrow."
"Yeah." Isn't that better?
Gu Yan raised an eyebrow and looked at her faintly.
Just a word?
"To the UK, about a week."
"Oh." Song Wuyou's mouth was slightly bent, showing a smile.
When Gu Yan saw it, Jun’s face sank. He stared at Song Wu’s worry:
Gu Yu, I am not by your side, are you very happy?

Song Wuxi blinked and looked at him harmlessly: "No."
"You just laughed."
"Don't let me laugh?"
"You are laughing because I have to go to the UK for a week."
"I was laughing when I thought of Song Yongmei being dragged away by my dad."
"The picture is very funny?" Gu Yan raised his eyebrows.
"Before Song Yongmei was always arrogant in front of me, I was so embarrassed to see her for the first time."
"Hey!" Gu Yu snorted, he did not believe what she said.
At this time, a beautiful and sad melody sounded in the carriage.
Gu Yu coveted, and glanced at Song’s worry-free handbag.
Song worries, her phone?
She took out her mobile phone from the bag, took a look at the strange number and switched on.
"Mrs. Gu." On the other end of the line, there was an elegant female voice.
Song Wu worry, and Mrs. Er?
Last time at the pastoral party, Mrs. Er asked her for a phone number.
Unexpectedly, call her so soon.
"Hello, Mrs. Er." Song Wuxi smiled sweetly.
Gu Yu and Ade heard the words
Mrs. Er’s
and tweeted their eyes at the same time.
Xu Jing's eyes lit up, and she looked back excitedly with some excitement.
Mrs. Seoul?
Mrs. Err calls the lady!
Wow, the lady is so powerful that even Mrs. Err is calling her.
"Excuse me, have you been free recently?" A very nice voice, the kind that can make people's minds.
Song Wuxi looked at Gu Yu subconsciously.
The carriage was very quiet, Gu Yu’s hearing was sharp, and he heard it.
He nodded to Song Wu, and signaled her to answer.
"Well, I have time." Song has no worries.
After she finished, she frowned and frowned.
Does she have time to ask for advice from Gu Yu?
After all, she is now working at Gu, who is her boss.
"What? I want to invite you to come to my house as a guest, and help me tailor the cheongsam."
"Can you be tomorrow?" Song said with no worries.
The other party smiled softly, and the laughter was gentle and elegant. "Well, about four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, what?"