Chapter 1054: Autistic Huo Shao, Love Lumao (30)
Chapter 1054 Autistic Huo Shao, Love Lumao (30)
Besides, does it think that the organs and poisons in the tomb are all decorations?
If there is no certain skill, there is no going back.
Furthermore, she is still more inclined to use her ability to make money than to kill people.
"By the way, Xiao Si, help me check to see if there are any more famous construction projects planned to be built at home and abroad recently, and I see if there is a chance to make some money."
【Do you want foreign ones too? 】
444 wanted to buy stocks to make money, but Su Qiao had no capital at all, and all her money was spent on her mother's treatment.
Pockets are cleaner than her face.
These days Su Qiao has not gone out because he wants to avoid the Huo family and Su family, so he can't even buy a small lottery ticket.
"Yes."
【There are yes, but they are not private, let alone making money, people will never let you be a person with only a second-level architect certificate and no experience in the industry. 】
In the field of architecture, not only the certificate but also the qualifications are very important.
Su Qiao was not angry: "Believe it or not, you have to try it before you know it."
Two flowers bloom, one on each table.
At the same time, Huo Sihan, who had been busy all day, finally stepped out of the company's dedicated elevator.
Yu Hao silently followed, "President, do you want to go back to the old house or to the nearby apartment?"
Huo Sihan closed his eyes tiredly: "Go back to the old house."
Yu Hao took out his cell phone and called his simple-minded brother with well-developed limbs and asked him to drive the car to the front of the company.
It was late at night, and the surrounding was quiet, Huo Sihan returned to Huo’s house in the moonlight.
Open the induction door, and there is a dark room inside.
Standing at the door, he was stunned.
Because he rarely goes back to live here, even Steward Lu rarely waits for the door.
I can remember that when he came back in the past, there was always a ray of orange light waiting for him in the hall.
Silently fumbled to the table and turned on the small European-style lamp on the table.
The familiar yellow light made him feel a little better.
He habitually looked in the direction of the sofa.
It was empty, with only a few well-placed pillows.
Huo Sihan suddenly felt that this hall was a little too big, the space was a little wider, and it was a little too quiet.
There is no small TV sound, let alone shallow breathing.
Before, no matter how late or when he came back, there was always a small lamp in the living room.
Sometimes there is a small figure curled up on the sofa, holding the pillow with the little singer printed on it, and watching the TV slightly.
When he arrives home, she will rub some eyes that cannot be opened, and dazedly ask him if he is hungry and if he wants to eat a supper.
I don’t know what’s going on. At this moment, the original vague scene is getting clearer in his mind.
He remembered that he had never given a right eye back then, and at most he would only drop the hard-tied ‘no need’ word, and he would go upstairs and return to his room.
Huo Sihan was silent for a while, and was about to go upstairs, but after another pause, he turned and walked towards the sofa.
He suddenly wanted to give it a try. In the dead of night, with a small yellow light on, what it's like to watch TV on the sofa.
Turned on the TV, turned down the sound, and sat quietly on the sofa for a while.
He always felt that something was missing.
Thinking about it, then walked lightly to the storage room behind the first floor, and found a soft pillow from the cabinet.
Looking at the handsome actor's profile picture above, he suddenly felt a bit annoying.
Raised his hand and wanted to throw it away, but finally held back.
With a slumped face, he hugged him in his arms and returned to the living room sofa.
When the first light beamed into the living room through the glass window in the early morning, the man curled up on the sofa moved his stiff hands and feet.
Pushing her lips tightly, she sits up slowly and dumbly.
(End of this chapter)
