Is Mrs. Bo being strict today?

"Yes, to test you." Bo Yu also admitted frankly, "This employer needs to observe more."

"Is the president satisfied?"

Bo Yu flipped through it carefully, and found that Zhao Xiran had done it very meticulously, and there was nothing wrong with it. The font was very neat and looked very comfortable.

"Of course I'm satisfied." Bo Yu smiled slightly, "However, the work ahead is not small, you have to bear it. Working in my company, you are not allowed to be too free."

Zhao Xiran responded confidently: "President, don't worry, no matter how difficult it is, I can persevere."

This is my confidence.

"That's fine." Bo Yu nodded, "As long as you persist."

More, he doesn't need to say.

He handed the document back: "Get off work."

"What about you?" Zhao Xiran took the document and asked instead without leaving.

he?
Bo Yu shook his head bitterly: "I, naturally continue to work."

Now only work can satisfy his heart. When he is busy with work, he will not think about other places, nor will he feel empty.

From Bo Yu's bitter smile, Zhao Xiran could tell that this was someone with a secret.

Moreover, he still has many secrets.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiran clenched his fists.

She wanted to enter into his life through work and become an indispensable part of his life.

For the next period of time, Zhao Xiran worked very hard, and whenever he encountered a problem, he would ask the secretary. If the secretary couldn't solve the problem, it would naturally be Bo Yu's turn.

Bo Yu's attitude towards Zhao Xiran was okay, as long as it was Zhao Xiran's question, he would do his best to answer it.

One afternoon, when Zhao Xiran was working, the computer suddenly froze and couldn't be turned on no matter how hard it was restarted.

In this situation, the first thing she thought of was Bo Yu.

She knew it was not good to go to Bo Yu because of this problem, but she went anyway.

What she thought was that even if they were scolded, at least the two of them would have a little more chance to get along.

As long as she can get along with Bo Yu, she can do whatever she wants, and give whatever she wants.

Button button, politely knocked on the door of the president's office, Zhao Xiran waited quietly for Bo Yu to look up.

However, Bo Yu bowed his head to the document and didn't respond at all.

What's the situation?
Zhao Xiran frowned suspiciously, but it was difficult for her to go in, so she had to knock on the door twice.

Bo Yu still didn't respond.

President, what's wrong?Confused, Zhao Xiran walked in.

"President, I have business with you." Zhao Xiran said while walking.

Bo Yu didn't answer.

Now, Zhao Xiran was sure that something happened to Bo Yu.

She walked up to him and found that he was lying on the table.

She hesitated for a while, and touched Bo Yu's face. With this touch, she felt the super high temperature on Bo Yu's body.

In an instant, Zhao Xiran's expression changed.

Before she had time to think about it, she went to her secretary, and together they helped Bo Yu out, put him in the car, and finally went to the hospital.

"What's wrong with the president? I thought he was in good condition before." Zhao Xiran said anxiously while looking at Lu eagerly.

The secretary glanced back at Bo Yu, and sighed a long time: "It's nothing more than being strong on the outside but doing well on the inside."

"Then he should know about his physical condition. Since I came to work, he has been working overtime. I observed carefully, and there is nothing wrong with the company."

"The company doesn't have much to do, but he has it in his heart." The secretary smiled helplessly, "Not all people who live in this world are safe."

"Could it be that the president..." Zhao Xiran thought of something bad.

"This is the president's own business. We don't need to worry about it, and we don't need to care about it. He will coordinate it himself." The secretary said almost indifferently.

Zhao Xiran knew that it was the president who didn't want others to take care of him.

"I still have something to do at home. I'll trouble you to take care of it after I send the president there." The secretary added.

Zhao Xiran nodded in response: "You can rest assured about this, I will take care of the president."

The secretary smiled slightly: "Thank you."

Zhao Xiran waved his hand: "Needless to say thank you, we are of the same mind, so we don't need to be so clear."

They sent Bo Yu to the hospital. The doctor checked and said it was a viral flu. He fainted because he was too busy during this period and didn't have a good rest.

The doctor said that his situation was a bit complicated and he had to be hospitalized for observation for a few days.

Before Bo Yu woke up, Zhao Xiran went to go through the hospitalization procedures, and bought some daily necessities and other things.

When she came back, Bo Yu woke up.

Looking at the pale ceiling above his head, the strong smell of disinfectant, and the hanging needle in his hand, he knew that he had come to the hospital.

As for how he came to the hospital, he knew clearly.

"President, you're awake." Seeing that Bo Yu was awake, Zhao Xiran quickly walked in, "Are you hungry? I bought you porridge."

He was indeed hungry, Bo Yu didn't refuse, and took what was in Zhao Xiran's hand.

"The doctor said that you have a viral cold and you will have to be hospitalized for a few days." Zhao Xiran moved a stool and sat down, blinking a pair of smart eyes, and looked over in puzzlement, "I feel that your body is still okay, why this time? Didn't you hold it?"

"No matter how good your body is, you can't stand it." Bo Yu smiled wryly.

If it was him before, he would definitely not let himself be reduced to such a field.

But now, he is really not in the mood.

In addition to work, it is still work. Only in this way, the heart will not be so empty, and the state of the whole person will be better.

"I see you like this. Really..." Zhao Xiran was full of concern, "What is there that can't be overcome, why do you want to abuse yourself?"

"I'm not abusing myself." Bo Yu explained, "I'm not healthy, I just didn't notice it."

"Yes, you didn't notice that your body is not good, and you don't know how long it will be before you notice it." Zhao Xiran glared over angrily, "Although I don't know what happened to you, but your body is the most important thing. Yes, you hurt your body, what can you get?"

Bo Yu lowered his head and went.

In fact, he didn't want to either.

However, it's all come to the present, so that's it.

It does not matter.

The meaning of life can only be called meaning if someone is with you.

"Without you these days, the company will probably be in chaos again." Zhao Xiran sighed.

"It won't be messy, there is a secretary here. I wasn't in the company before, and it didn't run very well." They are a group, they have worked together for many years, they are very familiar with each other, and they will never leave temporarily because of someone , not doing things well.

Zhao Xiran raised his eyebrows, and became more curious about Bo Yu: "Then President, while you are free now, can you tell me about the past?"