Chapter 369 It’s Miss Tong who refuses to leave

These outsiders didn't know, and Tong Ran didn't know either before he came to work.

What everyone saw was just the brilliance of this god-like man, but they didn't know his concentration, seriousness, and persistence.

The hour hand points to five fifty.

The entire Imperial Building, shrouded in spotlight, had all lights turned off except for the top floor.

Tong Ran kept focusing on the intercom phone. He wanted to pick it up several times and dial in, but he still put his hand down.

Just when she put down her hand for the last time, the phone suddenly rang.

The man's magnetic voice came, accompanied by the sound of flipping paper, "The driver is waiting downstairs. He will pick you up to the hotel for dinner. You go there and wait for me while you eat."

"Going to the hotel to eat?" Tong Ran frowned and subconsciously turned her head to look inside, but it was frosted glass and she couldn't see. "Aren't you going back to Dihao Longyuan?"

"Just go if you are told, there is so much nonsense."

"Then when will you..."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will go out and strip you naked."

Tong Ran opened his mouth, but heard the voice coming from the phone: "Dudududu——"

Depend on!

Tong Ran held the phone for a moment, and he actually hung up the phone like this?!

Didn't he tell her in the morning that she must be polite when making phone calls? Where is her politeness? Where is his politeness?!!

This man is simply a contradiction!

Tong Ran wanted to go in and take a look several times, but was afraid of disturbing his work. After thinking about it, Tong Ran changed his shoes and went downstairs.

Hearing the sound of the automatic door opening from outside, the man buried in the documents raised his eyes and saw the slender figure walking out of the elevator.

He pressed his eyebrows lightly, picked up his cell phone and dialed a number. After the call was connected, the person on the other end said respectfully: "Young Master Jue, everything is ready."

The man hummed and hung up the phone.

If he hadn't been afraid that the woman would have a stomachache after being hungry for a long time, he wouldn't have let her leave his sight!

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Time passes minute by minute.

The man finished reading the last project and made a cross at the bottom of the first page.

Of the one hundred and seventy-seven plans on the table, only three were placed in the spare folder.

The rest are all crossed out.

Mo Nanjue's vision has always been ruthless and accurate. No company would dare to accept the plan he rejected.

Today is the day when the securities trading goes online, so the workload is relatively heavy. Dijue has always been at the forefront of the storm. Without Mo Nanjue’s nod and signature on many things, it is estimated that the New York Stock Exchange will be suspended tomorrow.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of such a top-floor building, looking down, there is only a white mist.

It's extremely cold at high places.

By the time Mo Nanjue finished his work, it was completely dark.

Picking up the suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair, the man walked out and glanced at the secretary's desk at the door.

It was clean and all the documents, even the water glasses and pen holders, were arranged neatly.

This woman is also meticulous when it comes to seriousness.

This is quite similar to him.

The man raised his lips and stepped into the private elevator with a hint of unconscious eagerness.

When he got off the elevator and walked to the lobby, he found a black Rolls-Royce parked at the door.

Mo Nanjue frowned and strode over. When the driver saw him, he hurriedly came up to meet him. He bent down and said submissively, "Young master, you are here. This...it's not that the subordinate refuses to leave, but that Miss Tong refuses."
Chapter completed!