Chapter 135: Angry

Chapter 135
Jian Mo couldn't react, listening to the "beep beep" hung up from the phone, she subconsciously flapped her lower eyelashes, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.
"Sister Mo..." Xiang Wan looked at Jian Mo curiously, "What's the matter?"
Jian Mo put down the phone, gritted his teeth secretly, and followed his hands hard without knowing it, and squeezed the phone creaking.
Xiang Wan felt the creepy breath overflowing from Jian Mo and became more and more curious.
Jian Mo took a few deep breaths in secret, and then calmed down slightly and twitched the corners of her mouth: "There is still half an hour, free activities...well, see you in the meeting room." She said, pretending to go to relax. Got up.
Xiang Wan curled his lips and said "Oh" without feeling inappropriate...
Jian Mo went to the elevator, looked at the number on the 79th floor and held it in his hand, and finally pressed it down...Anyway, even if you meet people on the top floor now, at most, Xiao Jing and Susan are very identifiable to her. People who know it.
There was a crisp "ding" sound, which was exceptionally abrupt on the quiet and quiet floor.
Jian Mo walked out when the elevator door opened. This is the second time she has been here... The last time she sent a fast food to "earn" two million and came here once!
I walked directly to Gu Beichen's office and knocked on the door, but no one responded.
Jian Mo curled the corner of his mouth and pushed it away. The huge office was empty. Where is the shadow of Gu Beichen?
Dissatisfied in her heart, Jian Mo sneered secretly, then turned around and left...
"Are you so lucky that I'm not here?"
Suddenly, a voice came from one side, with a low and dull voice, with a hint of danger.
Jian Mo was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at the voice... Gu Beichen was holding a teacup in his hand, and the eagle eyes looked at him deeply, but Mo pupil was deep in the bottom.
"Really..." Jian Mo admitted nonchalantly, "After all, on such an important day as today, Gu always really intends to have unspoken rules?" She raised her eyebrows, "Of course, as an elder sister, we must be selfless. Mr. Gu, if you tell me the unspoken rules, I actually don’t mind... even, I feel honored."
Gu Beichen expressed dissatisfaction with Jian Mo's mouthful of "President Gu".
"Unspoken rules?" Gu Beichen sneered, "Are you worthy?" He coldly retracted his gaze and turned into the office.
Jian Mo secretly slandered against his back, and when he was entangled in whether to go or enter, a cold voice was already coming from inside, "Waiting for me to invite you in?"
Jian Mo sighed lightly, after all he walked in...
"Aren't you supposed to eat underneath?" Jian Mo asked after looking for a topic.
"Satisfied by someone."
"..." Jian Mo's mouth twitched and stopped talking, just standing there.
Gu Beichen looked at her with deep eyes. After waiting for a long time, there was no more information. He narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "You have nothing to say?" There was a hint of awkward emotion in Qing Huo's voice.
Jian Mo looked at Gu Beichen blankly, not knowing what he meant... She was a little straight-haired by Gu Beichen's deep gaze, but she really didn't know what he wanted?
Gu Beichen looked at Jian Mo's appearance, and his heart was so angry... From last night's phone call to today's meeting, she looked completely indifferent, indifferent to Shen Chu and his affairs.
Even... people might still be thinking about finally getting out of the sea of ​​suffering!
"Jian Mo, the result of the draft is a divorce gift..." Gu Beichen condensed deeply on Jian Mo and paused deliberately, trying to see something from her face. Unfortunately, he didn't see much from Jian Mo's face. Emotions, "...how?"
Jian Mo was stunned and raised his eyebrows and said: "Isn't it because I don't want this gift, we won't divorce?" There was a teasing smile in her voice, covering up the true sadness in her heart.
Such Jian Mo has been the most common for Gu Beichen in the past two years. It doesn't matter, anything can be done... For him, I never help.
"You don't want a divorce?" Gu Beichen asked, raising his eyebrows, with a hint of expectation in his heart.
Jian Mo smiled, "It doesn't seem to be the problem I want to do or not." She shrugged and continued, "However, I want to rely on my own strength..." After a slight pause, she said with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Divorce No gifts are actually needed for this."
She said this, but the phone call from Chu Zixiao last night was in her mind... I couldn't figure it out before, but Gu Beichen said the draft was a divorce gift.
Hehe, it seems... Chu Zixiao already knew last night, she will be "hidden rules" in today's draft, right?
Gu Beichen's stern face was indifferent, making it hard to see what he was thinking at the moment.
Jian Mo didn't try to speculate on his thoughts, but just looked at the time, ten minutes before the end of the break, "I have to go down..."
"Jane Mo!"
"Huh?" Jian Mo raised his eyebrows.
"Last night..." Gu Beichen said, suddenly stopped invisible and frowned slightly.
He wanted to explain, but he didn't seem to understand what he was trying to explain or why.
Jian Mo waited for a few seconds and said, "I'll go back after Er and Jinxi have separated last night... If you want to ask Jun Li," she smiled and raised her eyebrows, so charming and enchanting. "He and I are friends for the time being...well, I still have morals in marriage."
When the words fell, Jian Mo looked at the time again, and didn't pay attention to Gu Beichen's slightly deep eyes and said to himself: "I'm going down first...When will you get divorced, I just sign it anyway."
Gu Beichen snorted coldly, did not speak, just looked at Jian Mo's back, who could only leave in a hurry because of the passage of time, the eagle eyes overflowing with the undercurrent as deep as the sea.
Is she so impatient to get a divorce?
Is it because I found Su Jun to leave this next home, right?
Morality in marriage?
Hehe, hoping to fall into the arms of other men as soon as possible after the divorce?
Gu Beichen thought of this, and his mood gradually began to gloom, but, for what reason... he didn't think about it, and didn't want to think about this emotion.
When Jian Mo arrived in the meeting room, there was only one minute left to continue the process that she didn't finish in the morning...
The draft has reached the tenth level, and Jian Mo has gradually lost his mind as he watched everyone's design 3D drawings.
Gu Beichen called her up to talk about divorce, right?
Actually, he didn't need to say... Yesterday Shen Chu discovered her identity, she already knew that this step might have accelerated.
She admitted that all the expressions and words upstairs just now had an aura of anger... She deserved it for her not fully controlling her emotions. Can't she pretend not to care?
"The 17th floor is so unique..." Xiang Wan said with a sigh.
Jian Mo's thoughts were disturbed, and he subconsciously looked towards the big screen...I saw that there was a 17-story design plan on it.
The all-glass system, you can see the outside from the inside, but you can't see the inside. It makes people have a kind of exposure to the eyes of the public. In fact, it is independent and closed... That kind of introverted feeling in the madness, really makes people Refreshing.
This design, in fact, the most important thing is to capture modern people's bold desire to go out of style... The bathroom is also designed in this way.
Jian Mo could almost imagine that the kind of excitement brought about by the contrast psychology...that people sitting on the toilet feeling wanton looking at by outsiders but actually invisible...must be exciting.
"Thank you everyone..." The design representative bowed slightly and said with a smile after the explanation, and then took a seat.
"The following are three houses on the 18th floor..." Shang Junhao glanced over the three people who participated in the design of the 18th floor. "It is still a lottery to decide, who will start first!"
Jian Mo and the design representatives of Harchitects and CCD went forward to draw lots...At the same time, the top-floor president's office, which was placed on the video device used for meetings in the office, had already cut out a picture of the draft conference room.
Gu Beichen's eagle eyes were deep, just a glance, and Jian Mo's figure was already captured...