Qu Weilan was stunned and looked at her: "Is Shen Yan so? He said that the secretary sent to me will arrive in the afternoon. I didn't expect you to come now." After looking at the watch, it was almost half past eleven. "It's quite early, you are quite responsible!"

"Where, I'll arrive in the morning. It's time to report to you early," Shen Yan hurried over to take the information from her. "I'll do it. There are a lot of old information here, and I can't find it clear if I can clean up and organize it at noon, so it will be convenient for you in the afternoon."

"Really?" Qu Weilan sighed at her understanding.

"Really, I worked here for a few years when I first came here. I know how to get started quickly!" Chen Yan said confidently.

"Okay, I'll bother you, don't waste your meal time."

"Okay, no problem."

"Hey-by-by-one," Qu Weilan called her before she went out, "Well, I heard you came back with Deputy Mayor Mo and Engineer An, they..."

Chen Yan looked at her with doubts in his eyes. What did she want to ask?

Qu Weilan brushed her hair, forced a smile and asked, "Do you know why Deputy Mayor Mo suddenly went to the countryside?"

Still picking yesterday?

Chen Yan's face was slightly stiff. After thinking about it, he brushed his hair and said Liang Bo: "It was probably because Engineer An met several nail households and couldn't handle it, so he asked Deputy Mayor Mo to come here temporarily!"

"Is that true?" Qu Weilan still didn't believe it.

"Probably." Chen Yan lowered his eyes.

Qu Weilan thought for a moment, but there was still a little gloomy in her heart. She smiled slightly and said, "Eat first, if you have any questions, let's reconcile together in the afternoon!"

"good!"

...

Mo Huaiyuan was halfway through work and received a call from Cao Kun.

They are all busy people, and they can't say a few more words when they take time to talk. Even if they are old friends for many years, Cao Kun mentioned the key points after a few greetings, Anran called him and asked some questions.

"Is that so? Besides these, what else did she ask?"

Cao Kun shook his head: "I can't answer the question even if she asked her. Why don't you ask you directly, but she asked something else later."

"What?" Mo Huaiyuan signed a document.

"She asked Chief Huo how the situation was, how Mrs. Huo recovered, and whether both the people and the children were safe?"

Mo Huaiyuan paused his pen.

He slowly raised his eyes, stared at a place, and said, "How is it?"

"Of course it's pretty good. One of the twin sons is weaker, and the others are all good. Mrs. Huo is recovering well and has returned to work at the Central General Hospital," Cao Kun said this and frowned, "I didn't answer anything wrong, right?"

Mo Huaiyuan curled a faint sneer on his lips.

That's right. What's wrong with him?

If the person who asks has a problem in his mind, how can he blame others?

"No, thank you for making this call. I'll get you together when you have time." He said lightly.

"Do you still have time to go back?" Cao Kun teased, "Didn't you say you've already planned to settle in Maicheng? All your fiancée have been chosen, so you still have the possibility of returning to the deputy team?"

Mo Huaiyuan smiled and hung up the phone with a few greetings.

——It doesn’t matter where he settles, it’s who he is with. If it’s her, he can stay wherever he is.

People without a hometown can only find a home by relying on their own belonging to their hearts. This is theorem.

only……

Does An Ran still care so much?

——To Hosran.

By noon, Mo Huaiyuan looked at the time a few times frequently, but in the end he couldn't help it. He picked up his cell phone, stopped the secretary from talking, and called her.

"Hey?" A low voice rang in my ears.

An Ran had a messy thought, followed by a soft sigh, and a hint of complaining in his voice: "Hey?"

"What's wrong? What are you doing?"

Secretary Zou, who was beside him, trembled all over. Looking at Mo Huaiyuan's appearance of talking gently while holding on to the phone, he felt a layer of goose bumps.

"How do you write this report to the countryside? Why do you need to report everything? Consumption needs to be reported, reimbursement needs to be reported, water conservancy projects need to be reported, and you need to summarize the report at the end of the month. I am not a clerk when writing reports every day?!"

Mo Huaiyuan smiled faintly, imagined that she frowned at the pile of words and forms on the computer document, and said, "Tell the secretary about these things and let her help you write them."

"She? She wants to help me prepare the water conservancy line project plan!" Her secretary was also very busy.

"Don't you understand when choosing what you like? Give your secretary to your own control, not like you usually ask friends for help."

An Ran was speechless and sighed and looked at his secretary. Is it really good to leave the things he bothered to others like this?

"Well, come here-" she called out.

"Engineer!"

"I can't get this report. I'll give you the information. Can you help me write it out and hand it over before getting off work?"

The secretary's eyes lit up: "Yes, this is simple, I'll do it!"

I asked her to get the bidding documents every day to really squeeze out her brain cells.

"Oh... OK." An Ranna made way out, and felt more and more that the man on the phone was really smart and capable, and he was amazing.

"Is there anything else now?" he asked.

"It's gone!" An Ran was very happy. She was very busy with things she was familiar with. The position of this new department opened by Maicheng for coastal development was simply born for her.

"Well," the low voice became softer and softer, and it also brought a bit of irresistible charm. He raised his eyes and looked at the corridor at the door and said, "Then come and have a meal!"

It's lunch time.

"good!"

Anran agreed briskly, jumped out of the door, and met the driver who had been driving at the airport together when she went to pick up Mo Huaiyuan. She coughed and slowed down, remembering what the driver once said. She was older, so be sure, don't always be like a little girl.

Anran's office is on the top, three floors away from Mo Huaiyuan.

When I got down, I saw Mo Huaiyuan standing under the stairs in a tall suit, looking up at her, looking extremely handsome.

“Slow down.”

It's already slow enough, why do everyone talk about her so much?

"Why are you asking me to come down alone? Deputy Mayor Mo, are we going to have a small meal today?" An Ran's thoughts were cute and naive.

I had already walked a few steps towards the canteen. After hearing what she said, Mo Huaiyuan stopped and looked at her: "Do you want to have a small meal?"

"You don't know how light the dishes in Maicheng are. When you eat them in the end, you find that your stomach is full of sweetness. I can't stand it, brother."

Occasionally, after eating for several days, she will have no appetite and want to vomit.

"Is there a better northern restaurant nearby?" Mo Huaiyuan turned his head and asked Secretary Zou.

Secretary Zou spoke, but was interrupted by An Ran: "I know that there is one at the door. The sign says the Northeast Restaurant, but it's very strange that there is not even a pork stewed vermicelli in it..."

Secretary Zou was halfway through his words, and looked at her and continued embarrassedly: "...especially the one at the door, the one who opened a Northeast restaurant was a Sichuanese.

It is better to eat authentic things or drive to the World Trade Center..."

An Ran's face collapsed, silent.

This place is indeed not as good as her simple hometown. There are so many scammers, and Sichuan people come to open Northeast restaurants.

Mo Huaiyuan put his hands in his pants pockets and looked at her with a smile: "Go?"

Anran nodded.

"come over."
Chapter completed!