He Huan wanted to accompany him very much, but she was really sleepy, her eyes were open for a while, and she went back soon.

Qin Mo stayed with her for a while before taking the things to the study.

He closed the study door and turned off the heating. He was wearing only a thin sweater, sitting in front of the computer, taking out a thick master tape, and importing...

Qin Mo didn't go to a major, but he also went to repair it alone, probably for half a year.

He thought it was pretty good.

And now such a large workload is definitely not for He Huan’s body. Now it is not realistic to find staff to work overtime during the Chinese New Year, and Qin Mo knows that this is He Huan’s painstaking effort, so he personally Go into battle.

In the faintly lit study room, Qin Mo lit his cigarette and drank coffee for a night and took an early morning and barely finished the mastering. He looked at the edited version of "Twins" again, and probably knew what He Huan wanted to express. .

With a cigarette between his slender fingers, he smoked slowly and looked at the blue screen...

The smoke was filled, and he was handwriting something while looking at the screen...He didn't raise his sore eyes until ten o'clock in the morning.

He Huan opened the door and choked as soon as he entered, "Qin Mo, how many cigarettes did you smoke all night."

Qin Mo looked at it and smiled faintly, "It seems that there are two bags."

He Huan stared at him.

Qin Mo smiled, "What are you doing looking at me?"

Then he looked at He Huan: "We will find Rong Yue in a moment."

He Huan was puzzled, "What do you do to find Rong?"

Qin Mo smiled faintly, "I heard last time that Rong Yue wrote a documentary specifically for Ai Mengmeng. Maybe this script can be advanced, but Ai Mengmeng has had a harder time, and so are you, I hope It’s you who took the shot yourself, and leave the editing to me."

He Huan looked at him straight: "Sounds very professional."

"Of course." Qin Mo smiled, took his coat, and didn't look like he was going to wash it. It was really urgent, but He Huan couldn't let him work so hard, biting his lip: "Qin Mo, what about you? Get some sleep and go back this afternoon."

Qin Mo looked at her with such clear eyes, and it took him a long time to mutter: "Do you feel bad for Mrs. Qin?"

He Huan bit his lip and looked at him, with a sullen expression, Qin Mo said in a low voice, "Speak."

He Huan bit his lower lip again, and it took a long time before he said in a low voice, "I feel a little distressed."

Qin Mo looked at her for a long time, then took off her coat, and then squeezed her face, in a low voice: "Listen to you, go to bed before going to bed. A good man wants to take care of his body and make a woman happy. Is it Qin? Mrs?"

He Huan's face turned a little red, and he whispered for a long time: "Why are you here again? It's really shameless."

Qin Mo smiled, went to the kitchen to get some food, finished eating with her, and asked Mrs. Qin to take a nap with him, but only slept for about three hours and woke up at 1 o'clock in the afternoon. After eating a simple meal, I went to Rong Yue.

On the way, Secretary He’s phone came over, Qin Mo was driving, and He Huan directly asked He Huan to pick it up: "You answer, it’s Secretary He’s phone, it should be about Ai Mengmeng."

He Huan oh, and picked it up. When the secretary He Huan over there heard He Huan’s voice, he paused for a while and still said: "He, I don’t know who is deliberately trimming Ai Mengmeng. It will go up."

"Tell her I know." Qin Mo said calmly while driving.