Dayong held the drawings and shouted loudly: “Young Master, how can this be done? This project is very important. It can’t be done without you.”
“Stop talking nonsense, if you can’t do it well, just carry your head back.” After dropping this sentence, Leng Xiao’s figure had disappeared around the corner.
“Prepare the helicopter, I’m going to go back to Beijing now.” Leng Xiao gave an order to Xiaoyong on the phone.
“Okay, young master, wait a moment, and drive over in half an hour.”
“Give you ten minutes” After saying that, Leng Xiao hung up the phone coldly.
Xiaoyong was howling in pain, ten minutes
He was only given ten minutes, he was about to die this time
Half an hour was already extremely fast for him, and ten minutes, he couldn’t get angry.
Nothing dared to think about anything anymore, Xiaoyong quickly prepared the helicopter and rushed to where Leng Xiao was.
I really don’t know what urgent matter was that the young master encountered. He had just arrived in Shu and was about to return to Beijing. Isn’t this a struggle?
Even if you take a helicopter, it will take three hours.
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Su Mianmian entered the living room with a smile on her face, calm and unpredictable.
Well, this is actually all superficial. Her heart is already pounding, but when she thinks of Leng Xiao’s warm arms, her nervous heart relaxed a little.
This time I came to see Leng Jibei, and she didn’t believe that as Leng Jibei, he would really torture her.
At most, it should be a psychological suppression, and she must hold on.
Touched her flat belly, since Leng Xiao mentioned the child in Lengyuan and fantasized about her and Leng Xiao’s baby, she began to look forward to the baby’s arrival.
Last night, she finally took some time to do something with Leng Xiao that he had been suppressing for a while but had not done.