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Chapter 10 Mr. Song as a Driver
Song Qingci frowned involuntarily, "Is there any other way?"

Such Song Qingci was considered kind, and he did not lose his temper.

"I'm sorry Mr. Song, there is no other way but to wait."

Song Qingci frowned, and said lightly, "Okay, I understand."

After the words fell, Song Qingci turned and left.

Pei Yun was a little surprised, today's Song Qingci was not like Song Qingci, and he still worried about how to explain it to him.

If it was the past, Song Qingci would definitely exert pressure from all aspects, but Song Qingci did not, which made him feel a lot easier.

As soon as Song Qingci walked out of the hospital, Chu Mo called, "Mr. Song, the Han family seems to know something, that's why they made it earlier."

"Did the Han family threaten the hospital?" Song Qingci asked coldly, looking into the distance.

Chu Mo, who was opposite, sat in front of the computer and pushed his glasses, "Yes."

Song Qingci put one hand in his pocket and held the phone in the other. Hearing Chu Mo's answer, his beautiful and deep eyes narrowed dangerously, "Oh, the Han family is really kind!"

When I told the hospital at the beginning, I clearly said that the information would be available tomorrow morning, but suddenly I couldn't tell him last night.

At that time, he was careless and didn't think of Han's level.

How clever Han Yang is, he still underestimated his opponent too much.

"Then President Song, what should we do next?" Chu Mo asked.

"Come to the company later and discuss countermeasures."

On the other side of the phone, Chu Mo sighed softly, and then replied, "Okay, I'll go to the company right away."

If you have to work after get off work hours, no one will be happy.

"The matter is settled, the bonus will be doubled." Song Qingci said in a cold voice, and hung up the phone.

With Song Qingci's words, Chu Mo's expression improved slightly, at least he was paid.

In fact, Chu Mo's work ability is worthy of recognition. Song Qingci said many times that he wanted Chu Mo to be a director and lead a team by himself, which would have a bright future.

But Chu Mo refused every time. For Chu Mo, following Song Qingci and learning his various methods was much more refreshing than being a director.

Chu Mo was driving his own car and was about to go to Song's.

As soon as he drove the car out of the garage, the phone rang.

Chu Mo picked up the phone and saw that it was Song Qingci calling. Although he was a little strange, he still answered the phone, "Mr. Song."

"Don't go to the company, it's too ostentatious, and don't drive, it's too ostentatious, you wait at home, I'll pick you up." Song Qingci's faint voice came from the opposite side.

Chu Mo's jaw dropped in shock after hearing this, and Song Qingci actually said that he would come to pick him up.

"President Song, how good is this?"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, I'll be right there."

After Song Qingci finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Chu Mo sighed, alas, how lucky that Song Qingci could be his driver once.

Now that I think about it, I'm still really happy.

Song Qingci soon arrived at Chu Mo's house.

At Chu Mo's house, Song Qingci did not stop coming. Chu Mo is a talent. When he first started working under him, he was very careless. Song Qingci was very happy to train him.

So just like a teacher, going to Chu Mo's house every three days is considered a home visit.

Chu Mo's personality is a hippie, but he is very smart, and he is not very afraid of Song Qingci.

But in reality, I love him very much.

Song Qingci has an innate demeanor of a king, and he also has an aura of power without anger.

After a while, Song Qingci arrived.

Chu Mo looked at the car from a distance, still feeling a little uneasy.

When the car stopped in front of him, he even held his breath, inexplicably, a little nervous.

The car window was slowly rolled down by Song Qingci.

Chu Mo naturally bowed down and greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Song, you're here."

"Well, get in the car." Song Qingci's face was indifferent, without any extra emotion.

Chu Mo nodded, reached out and pulled the door of the back seat, ready to get in the car, but he didn't open it.

He looked at Song Qingci with some embarrassment, Song Qingci looked sideways at Chu Mo, and said word by word, "Sit in front, so we can discuss and talk."

Chu Mo grinned, "President Song, how about I drive?"

"Don't talk nonsense, get in the car." Domineering.

In fact, Song Qingci knew exactly what Chu Mo was thinking, but he didn't care. In his heart, he never regarded Chu Mo as an outsider.

It's just that he is not good at expressing it.

Chu Mo smiled, scratched his head in embarrassment, and finally took the co-pilot seat.

(End of this chapter)