Married on behalf of a famous family: Mr. Bo, get a divorce!

Bo Shaoheng briefly greeted Bo Zhen, and when he was about to go upstairs through the living room, Bo Zhen stopped him: "Shaoheng—"

He stopped, turned around and looked at Bo Zhen: "What's wrong?"

The latter said: "Come and sit."

Bo Shaoheng stared at him for two seconds, then said a word calmly: "Yes."

On the sofa, two people sat facing each other.

The man spoke first: "Dad, what can I do for you?"

Bo Zhen seemed to speak earnestly and sincerely: "Shaoheng, you are not young today, do you have a girl you like?"

Bo Shaoheng was taken aback for a moment, his brows were wrinkled, and after a while, he said two words: "No."

Bo Zhen nodded, expressing that he understood, and then said: "Then dad will show you, if there is a suitable one, go and meet, how about it?"

The man smiled, looked at him and said straightforwardly: "Dad, I have no plans to get married right now."

Hearing Bo Shaoheng's words, Bo Zhen's complexion turned bad all of a sudden, he coughed lightly, looked at his son, and asked in a cold voice: "Why?"

He cherishes words like gold: "It's good to be single."

Bo Zhen leaned on the sofa and glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

The man was not angry either, he shrugged and asked, "Isn't it good?"

Bo Zhen stared at Bo Shaoheng for about five seconds, sighed lightly, and then slowly said, "Shaoheng, you have always been very sensible, so I just say what I have to say."

It is rare for Bo Shaoheng to see Bo Zhen talking to him in this tone and attitude, so his brows are slightly frowned, and some unknown emotions are welling up in his deep eyes.

His thin lips moved, and he spoke in a gentle tone: "Please speak."

Bo Zhen's gaze did not fall on Bo Shaoheng again, but he sighed helplessly, looking casually at the tea table above: "Your grandma actually still has [-]% of the shares of the Bo Group. When your grandfather passed away, you told me and your uncle that your grandmother's [-]% of Bo's shares will be left to Bo's parents and grandchildren in the future."

After he finished speaking, Bo Shaoheng seemed to have understood something.

The man's black eyes moved slightly, but he remained silent for a while.

Bo Zhen continued: "Now Shaochen has been married for more than a year, but you don't even have a decent girlfriend by your side. What do you think I should do?"

Bo Shaoheng seemed to be careless and said: "Shares, or not. Anyway, our family is not short of money, so I don't think there is anything wrong with being the second largest shareholder of the Bo Group."

Bo Zhen stared at him, his expression was a little more serious than before: "Shaoheng, do you know how many properties Bo's owns?"

He looked at Bo Zhen and said nothing for the time being.

These years, Bo Zhen basically didn't care much about Bo Shaoheng.

In other words, Bo Shaoheng is a completely reassuring son in Bo Zhen's eyes. He is independent, has his own ideas and opinions, and has never done anything that made him lose face.

So for Bo Shaoheng, he adopted the method of stocking up.

And most of his heart is on Bo Zhixuan.

Because he didn't care much, he naturally didn't know what Bo Shaoheng was doing. As for whether Bo Shaoheng knew about the Bo Group...he didn't even know.

The man's face was indifferent, and he curled his lips into a smile: "How much property?"

Bo Zhen looked at him, although his voice was not loud, but his facial expression seemed to be colluding with big things: "People outside think that Bo's is a business empire, why is it called a business empire? Because in any industry that makes the most money, Bo Bo's is involved in everything, the Internet industry, real estate, exports, including new energy, Bo's is involved in everything, and [-]% of Bo's shares are wealth that a middle class can't struggle for a lifetime."

Bo Shaoheng nodded seriously: "It sounds like a lot, so the 5.00% in my hand seems to be enough for me to eat and drink for the rest of my life."

"Of course, you are my son, what is given to you is naturally enough for you."

After this sentence fell, Bo Zhen stared at Bo Shaoheng for a while, and then said earnestly: "But Shaoheng, men should be a little ambitious. You said that you want your son to take such a big fortune, or do you want it?" Do you want someone else's son to take it?!"

"But I don't even have a girlfriend now, how can I get a son?"

"That is to say, Dad just wants to tell you about your marriage partner."

Bo Shaoheng nodded, but the meaning was unclear.

He stood up from the sofa, looked at Bo Zhen and said, "Dad, I know what you said, but I really don't have any plans to get married right now. It's right, so, whoever needs me to see, I will go to see, but if I don't like it..."

Having said that, he shrugged and said with a smile: "Then I really have nothing to do."

Bo Shaoheng was never an easy character.

What he said not only left room for himself, whether he offended Bo Zhen, but also left the possibility to the so-called feeling and eyes that could not be sure.

At this time, even if he looked down on all the women, Bo Zhen would have nothing to say.

Bo Zhen obviously heard what he meant, and asked unhappily: "Tell me, which type do you like? I will try my best to let Uncle Shen find it according to your favorite standard."

"I haven't met anyone I like, so I can't say that." The corner of the man's mouth curled into a playful smile.

Bo Zhen snorted coldly: "I've been talking for a long time, it's useless, it's okay, I can figure it out, and you just don't mess with me when the time comes."

He stretched the ending sound "um", nodded: "Understood."

After the words fell, he raised his chin towards the stairs: "Dad, if you have nothing else to do, I'll go up?"

Bo Zhen waved his hand: "Go."

Bo Shaoheng turned around, and at the same time, the smile on his face disappeared, and his brows also wrinkled.

Ten percent of Bo's shares?

Ah--

To him, these things didn't have the slightest attraction.

Bo Zhen wanted his children to win the [-]% of the shares for him, and he was afraid he would be disappointed.

As soon as the man went upstairs, he met Bo Zhixuan who opened the door of the room. He heard the sound, looked over, and walked towards the girl.

Bo Zhixuan originally wanted to come out to find water, but when she saw that Bo Shaoheng's eyes were wrong, she yelled resentfully: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Bo Shaoheng pursed his lips and asked, "Talk for a while, do you have time?"

She froze for two seconds, then nodded belatedly: "Yes."

Girls dare not say no.

For some reason, she was always afraid of her brother.

He suggested: "Go to your room?"

Bo Zhixuan shook her head: "Let's just stand here and talk?"

The man snorted softly: "Let's go, go to my study."

She nodded cooperatively: "Okay."