Boss on top: My wife is too hot

After Zhang Tingzhi was inspected, Lin Mo's voice for taking over as secretary was higher. Although it was not implemented, everyone shouted so in private, which was also a manifestation of his rights.

It was late at night, and Lin Mo suddenly wanted to meet, unless it was something important, he would not meet easily.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Bo walked slowly to the living room, bowed his waist and put down the book, then raised his eyes with a serious face, "Tell the other party, I'll be there right away."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, I'll do it now." The secretary Zhou You said concisely, pondered for a moment, and then asked weakly, "Mr. Zhang just said that he wanted to send something to Miss Jiang?"

Standing back in silence, the sharpness hidden in the deep eyes melted lightly, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Oh." Clearly aware of the coldness and helplessness in the words, but not sure, "Otherwise, I'll go there first."

"Come to my place within 10 minutes." Ruthless, interrupted directly.

"Got it, Mr. Zhang." Zhou You didn't dare to make any mistakes, and he could hear a little trembling on the other end of the phone.

Ten minutes later, Zhou You appeared in Zhang's mansion.

In just a moment, Zhang Bo was already dressed in a high-grade gray suit, his tall and straight figure exuded a slight chill, his face was slightly cold, and he directly turned away people.

Inside the car, Zhou You raised his eyes three times. From the corner of his eye, he looked at Zhang Bo in the passenger cab. He always felt a little weird. When he looked carefully, he found that Zhang Bo's incomparably handsome silhouette was more frosty and indifferent.

He understands Zhang Bo's melancholy, and it's obvious that he is always troubled by something on his mind, but this is rarely seen.

Could it be because he was brooding over the failure to deliver something to Jiang Xiyuan?

"I don't know how important it is for Secretary Lin to call Mr. Zhang to go at this time?" After thinking deeply, Zhou You broke the silence.

"We'll know when we arrive." Zhang Boqian responded.

"Mr. Zhang, why don't you call Ms. Jiang first to say hello? If you know you'll be there, it's not an option to wait." Zhou You coughed lightly, as if casually, but his searching eyes betrayed his nervousness. .

Zhang Bo said nothing, just glanced sideways, "Drive well."

Forget it, he raised his arm and stuck the car window, and the crazy torrential rain left traces outside the window one after another.The face reflected on the window was slightly gloomy, without a trace of a smile, depressed and depressed.

Zhou You reminded him several times that he was not puzzled, but there were many things that could not be explained clearly in one or two sentences. Once the relationship has edges and corners, it will only get deeper and deeper, and it will never be the same again.

The moment he raised his hand, his fingertips secretly touched the screen of the phone, rubbed it for a while, and finally put it in his pocket.

He closed his eyes in silence, as if he didn't want to be troubled any more.

Carnival Hotel at this time.

Lu Mosheng was carefully cleaning up the shoe prints on the manuscript.

Jiang Xiyuan who was on the side looked at him cautiously, and she even talked softly with herself, for fear that she would affect him if she didn't pay attention.

But thinking that the manuscript was hers, she also asked Lu Mosheng to help with this. If she didn't work hard, she would always feel that something was lacking.

After hesitating for a moment, he approached and asked softly, "Senior, what can I do?"

"It's a small amount of work, just leave it to me." After thinking for a while, he raised his head and smiled, "If you really want to help, can you help me get that small bottle from the shelf? It contains a special cleaning agent. It is usually used for plot ink, and this imprint can also be processed.”

Finally have a sense of presence.

Nodding, Jiang Xiyuan put down her teacup, walked to the bookshelf, and searched for a while.