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Mo Bai felt that this scene was really weird, but seeing the impatient expression on Anhao's face, he didn't ask any questions, and handed her the key and key card directly: "This is the key to the seaside villa." Key, take the time to measure the ruler. Mr. V is very busy. After you measure the size, tell him briefly about your design ideas for the villa. I may go abroad for a business trip in a few days. If you have anything to do, just tell him Just contact Mr. V."

An Hao took a look at the key and put it in the bag: "Okay, I'll go and have a look in the next two days, but is it not convenient for that Mr. V to contact by phone? Is he the kind of person who is not used to it?" His identity? If so, I will try my best to communicate with him through emails and text messages in the future, so as not to violate his privacy."

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows: "Almost."

"Then I know." Anhao nodded: "I don't know how to thank you for this matter. I will treat you and Lin Qing to dinner after I finish working for a while. Anyway, it's been more than three years. Contacted, you and Lin Qing should still have time for a meal, right?"

"Just invite me and Lin Qing to dinner?" Mo Bai smiled meaningfully.

Hearing another meaning hidden in his words, Anhao curled her lips: "At the beginning, you and Lin Qing helped me a lot, but now I happened to meet when I returned to China, and you and Lin Qing were back and forth again. Help me in the future, I can't be so heartless and have no gratitude at all. Now I don't know how to repay you, so please have a meal first, just to make sense of it."

"Okay, Lin Qing and I will wait for your news when I come back from a business trip." Mo Bai raised his hand and made a phone gesture to his ear, which meant that he had to leave now and call later.

An Hao nodded her head, and took a step back after Mo Bai got into the car, so as not to block the road in front of his car where she was standing.

Mo Bai was about to drive away when he suddenly received a call and sat in the car to answer the call. It sounded like he was talking about some project. An took a good look and decided not to bother him anymore, turned around and was about to leave.

Rong Qian looked suspiciously at Mo Bai in the car, and then at An Hao: "What Mr. V?"

Hearing his voice, An Hao, who had almost regarded him as a transparent person, turned her head and gave him a blank look: "You can't just meddle in your own business?"

"Let me ask you something, what is Mr. V, where did Mr. V come from? What is that key of yours?" Rong Qian was about to reach for the key in her bag to see what was wrong with it.

An Hao hurriedly avoided his hand, while clutching her bag, raised her eyes and stared at him: "Do you have any sense of morality? Do you want to be ashamed to flip through a woman's bag casually?"

Rong Qian pursed his lips and looked at her with a bad face: "What the hell is Mr. V?"

"I don't know it. I'm short of money recently. Mo Bai introduced me to a job that requires interior decoration design. The owner of that villa is called Mr. V. I haven't seen it before, and I haven't had time to contact him. Anyway, It's just a job to make money, and it's just interior decoration design, it's easy for me, I don't care about Mr. V or Mr. P, as long as there is money to make, why do you care so much?"

While talking, An Hao also shook off his hand that was caressing her bag angrily.

Rong Qian, however, looked at her expression with a dark face, "won't you tell me if you're short of money? If you follow me, you won't be short of money."

"Hehehe." Anhao resisted the gesture of giving him a middle finger: "You can really break my patience time and time again, Rong Qian, I really want to swear at you."

Rong Qian gave her a white look: "What villa is it? Where is it? When are you going? Shall I go with you?"

"No need, I have a special driver at home, and it's a female driver." An Hao was talking about Huang Amao, and she gave Rong Qian a cold look as she spoke: "I'm fine to take you around the villa area of ​​the seaside resort What? I don’t have any feelings for someone like you, if you want to develop in China, go back to your Shanghai, and don’t come to city A to harass me.”

"What is harassment?" Rong Qian looked at her like a white-eyed wolf: "I finally transferred the hurt project to City A. From now on, I will stay in City A for a while. Do you think you want me to go to Shanghai now? Can you go?"

Anhao paused, and looked at him suddenly in surprise: "No, you, why did you bring the project to City A? Isn't Shanghai very good?"

"What do you think I came to City A on purpose?" Rong Qian asked with a half-smile.

"..." Anhao gave him a blank look, took out the phone and looked at the email she just received in the phone, and walked into the main entrance of the political hall without looking back, too lazy to deal with him.

Seeing Anhao's back so ruthless and indifferent, Rong Qian has long been used to it, but now he is staring at Gu Anhao's back, his handsome eyebrows almost frown.

Mr V?

Gu Anhao probably didn't know that Zuo Hancheng's English name was Vllen when he was in the United States, and this Mr. V was most likely created by Zuo Hancheng.

Was it because she didn't know Zuo Hancheng's English name to the outside world, or did she not expect the relationship between Mr. V and Vllen?

Seeing that Gu Anhao was planning to go back to the office, but as soon as she entered the political hall, she took the file bag that Zi Ran took down for her by the way, so she could go home from work without going back to the office, so Anhao took the file Once the bag is out, put it in the bag and walk in the direction where Rong Qian is, and go to the other side of the road to take a taxi.

Rong Qian raised his hand, pinched his waist, looked at Gu Anhao's back that was against him all the time, and seeing her walking away, he simply picked up the phone and called her.

The phone was hung up again, Rong Qian gritted his teeth and looked at the direction Anhao had gone: "Damn woman! Hang up on me again!"

Anhao has indeed gone far. Anyway, if you can't get a taxi, you can take Ziran's ride, as long as it's not Rongqian's car.

When she hung up the phone, she looked back at Rong Qian's direction, raised her hand and made a contemptuous gesture to him, and then pulled Zi Ran away from the scene quickly.

Behind Rong Qian, at the parking lot only a few meters away, the window of an army green military SUV slowly fell, and a cold and calm gaze fell on Rong Qian's back.

The provincial secretary who had been chatting with Zuo Hancheng, who had been sitting in the car for a long time, also looked at the young man over there with some differences, and Gu Anhao, who had just quarreled with the young man, he I remember it was Gu Anhao, the chief designer of this renovation project...

It's just that Zuo Hancheng had been paying attention to the conversation outside the car window just now...