"What's the matter with me?" Seeing the call, Qicheng raised his voice deliberately. He was actually a little excited.

Qicheng first received a call from Gu Qianmeng on his own initiative...

And this time, Gu Qianmeng called him Qicheng, not president.

For Qicheng, in private time, this is a qualitative leap between him and Gu Qianmeng.

"Qicheng... I want to ask you a question. Look at the curious little eyes of leisurely, a few embarrassing dreams, and then put on a sneaky look, hold the mobile phone, stride outside the door.

"What's the problem?" Qicheng was curious. He had unexpectedly sought him out of thousands of dreams. Now she said...