Wrong size clothes

The next morning, Cheng Mo arrived at the downstairs of Suzheng Building at 08:30.

He said to the front desk lady who stopped her: "Hi, my name is Cheng Mo, I'm looking for Mr. Su Zhe, I told him before."

"The president should be in a meeting now, let me contact Secretary Ding for you," the receptionist said, and then dialed a number.

After a while, she hung up the phone and said to Cheng Mo with a smile, "Mr. Cheng, please come this way. Secretary Ding told you to go directly to the 32nd floor, where she will wait for you."

Standing on the elevator, Cheng Mo straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, and took a few deep breaths.

"Ding" The elevator reached the 32nd floor. A woman in a professional suit and gold-rimmed glasses stood outside the elevator. When she saw Cheng Mo, she smiled politely, and then said:

"Hi, Mr. Cheng, I'm President Su's secretary, please come with me."

Cheng Mo followed Secretary Ding through the long carpeted corridor and into a reception room.

"Mr. Cheng, please take a break here and wait. The president is still in a meeting and it will end in about 20 minutes."

Secretary Ding went to the coffee table and poured Cheng Mo a cup of tea.

"Thank you." Cheng Mo took it politely.

"The secretary's room is just opposite, you can tell me if you need it."

After speaking, Secretary Ding left.

Sitting on the leather sofa, Cheng Mo looked at the huge reception room.

Bar counter, wine cabinet, everything is really there.

Cheng Mo sighed with emotion about the extravagant life of the rich, and finished his cup of tea.

As time passed by, he began to imagine Su Zhe's changes in the past five years. He should be taller and more handsome now.

Thinking of this, he felt a little contemptuous.

What did that guy grow up on? How could he be so tall? With a height of a little over 1.7 meters, he was like a dwarf next to him. No wonder he was always being bullied. Who would give up a wooden stake that could be hit with just raising his hand.

"Mr. Cheng, the president's meeting is over, please follow me." Secretary Ding appeared at the door.

"Oh well."

Cheng Mo suddenly became nervous, and he straightened his clothes carefully. After making sure that there was nothing wrong with him, he followed Secretary Ding out.

Cheng Mo stood at the door of the CEO's office for a long while, and finally raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in"

A low voice sounded.

Cheng Mo took a deep breath and opened the door.

What came into view was an oversized office. In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was a huge desk. The man behind the desk was looking down at the documents in his hands.

Hearing the sound, he raised his head and saw Cheng Mo, his long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Cheng Mo raised his hand and smiled awkwardly.

"Hi, long time no see"

Su Zhe didn't answer, but looked at Cheng Mo with his eyes.

Time seems to have passed as long as a century.

"The clothes fit well."

"Ah?" Cheng Mo suspected that he had heard wrong.

"The clothes in Su Xue's shop fit you well."

Only then did Cheng Mo realize that Su Zhe was talking about his clothes.

"Oh, hehe, yes, I often buy clothes in her store, and her clothes are very beautiful."

Su Zhe didn't speak, but put his arms around his chest and looked at Cheng Mo.

The room was dimly lit, and Cheng Mo could not see the expression on the man's face.

The atmosphere became awkward.

"Oh, by the way, this money, please go back and hand it to her for me." Cheng Mo took out an envelope from his bag.

Su Zhe didn't move.

He stood up suddenly, picked up the coat from the hanger next to him, and walked towards Cheng Mo.

"go to eat"

"Huh? Me, me"

Cheng Mo raised his head and looked at this man who was much taller than him, feeling a little at a loss.

"I'll give you the money later. I haven't seen you in five years. I don't want to talk about it?" The man turned his head, gave him a blank look, and strode out of the office as he spoke.

"Oh, wait for me." Cheng Mo had no choice but to quickly follow the man's pace.

Standing in the elevator, Cheng Mo looked at the tall figure in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Still so domineering.

From the time I first met Su Zhe, he was the kind of character who said nothing.Don't look at his polite and cold appearance, he is actually a very stubborn person.When the two of them were sitting at the same table, Cheng Mo was at a disadvantage in making many decisions, because Su Zhe never gave Cheng Mo a chance to refute, even if he was wrong.If Su Mo refuted it, he would face the dilemma of not being able to copy homework from a top student for a month, and not to ask math questions, so Cheng Mo had no choice but to compromise.

Just like now, Cheng Mo originally thought that he would go back quickly after giving the money to Su Zhe, but now facing Su Zhe's dominance, he was intimidated in seconds, obviously he didn't need to copy his homework this time.

Is it true that I have an m physique? TAT

Coming to the underground garage, Cheng Mo followed Su Zhe to a blue Maserati.

Cheng Mo opened the rear door and wanted to get in.

"Sit in the front" a cold voice sounded.

"What?" Cheng Mo didn't hear clearly.

"There are a lot of documents in the back, and it will be crushed if you sit in it."

Cheng Mo had no choice but to walk to the front.

Once in the car, Cheng Mo smelled a familiar scent, which belonged to Su Zhe at that time, and when Su Zhe sat in the driver's seat, that familiar scent became even stronger.

It was a unique aura emanating from him that didn't belong to anything.

Cheng Mo could always smell this kind of smell from Su Zhe before, it was very clean and fresh.Cheng Mo also asked what brand of washing powder he used, and was met with a blank stare from Su Zhe.

Sitting next to him now, everything seems to have returned to when they sat at the same table in the past, Su Zhe was still as cold and silent as usual.The breath that had lingered for so many years returned to him, and Cheng Mo suddenly felt a little dazed, as if nothing had changed.

The blue Maserati was driving slowly on the road, wrapped in Su Zhe's exclusive breath, he actually gradually fell asleep.

When he woke up, the car had already stopped. Cheng Mo rubbed his eyes and looked around.

Su Zhe was sitting by the side, looking out the window and smoking a cigarette, his eyes were downcast, and the bridge of his nose looked extraordinarily high under the sunlight.

The window was half open, and the noise from outside was transmitted into the car.

The car seemed to have been parked for a long time.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally fell asleep, did I make you wait?" Cheng Mo scratched his head

"No, the car just stopped." With no emotion in Su Zhe's eyes, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Cheng Mo also hurriedly followed.