Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Lu Group.

Lu Yanchi closed his eyes, pressed his temple with one hand, and frowned, obviously feeling uncomfortable.

The door of the office was pushed open gently, and someone walked in. Their feet stepped on the carpet, making a slight rustling sound.

Hearing the noise, Lu Yanchi paused while rubbing his temples, then slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the door: "Why are you here?"

Although his expression was cold, his brows and eyes were full of doting towards the visitor.

"I heard that Tang Qi accidentally rolled down the stairs and broke his leg. I'm afraid no one is watching you, and you are messing with your body again." Ji Siyuan pressed his temples, "Do you have a headache again?" Already?"

Ji Siyuan has a delicate and handsome appearance, a thin figure, and extremely white skin, as if he has not seen the sun all year round. His eyebrows and eyes have the vitality that a man in his twenties should have. In short, even his eyes are shining. .

"No, I'm just tired from reading the documents all morning," Lu Yanchi put down his hands and stretched his neck.

Ji Siyuan deftly took out a medicine box from the drawer, poured two pills and handed them to Lu Yanchi: "Brother, I heard Dr. Wu said that you haven't been to him for several days. Are you feeling better lately?"

"My head doesn't hurt anymore. There are too many things to do in the company, so I really can't get away." Lu Yanchi glanced at the pills held in Ji Siyuan's palm. His lowered eyelashes blocked the dark light in his eyes: "I just said After taking the medicine, put it back first."

"If you had taken such good care of your body earlier, I wouldn't have been so worried that I flew back as soon as I heard that Tang Qi was hospitalized," he said while pouring all the pills in the bottle into his palm and counting them: " Brother, you lied to me, this bottle of pills has 6 pills, take six pills every day, based on the number of days, if you took it at lunch, you should have [-] pills left, but now there are eight pills left."

He bent down and said in a very soft voice, "Brother, you can't stop taking medicine because you are afraid of suffering. Doctor Wu said that you must take medicine well, otherwise the disease will not be cured. In that case, Dad and I will be very worried. "

Lu Yanchi's expression was as normal, with no sign of lying at all: "I was too busy in the morning, so I ate a little late, so I'll leave it for now and eat it later after lunch."

Ji Siyuan put the medicine back in the drawer: "The Lu family is just a springboard for us to deal with the Bo family. There is no need to work so hard. We can't just use him as a shell, and we have to be responsible for developing it into a multinational group."

"The Bo family is a big ship. Even if Bo Jingzhou is gone now, not everyone can move it if they want. If the springboard of the Lu family is not strong, who will be willing to take risks and cooperate with us?" He glanced at the adults on the table. He piled up documents and said tiredly: "No one is a fool these days. The company is not confident enough. No matter how capable the person in charge is, others will not consider cooperation."

Ji Siyuan: "I don't know how to do business. My brother is better at this. I listen to you. We will do what you say."

After saying that, he looked at Lu Yanchi again and asked tentatively: "I heard that you met Bo Jingzhou's ex-wife at Mrs. Lin's birthday party a few days ago? She didn't suspect anything when she saw your face. ?”

"I doubt it, but Bo Jingzhou and I have different personalities. We can recognize each other after we get along a few times."

Ji Siyuan wanted to ask something else, but seeing that Lu Yanchi had no intention of continuing the topic, he held back.

Lunch was eaten in the office, the meal ordered by the assistant. After eating, Ji Siyuan supervised Lu Yanchi to take his medicine, and chatted with him for a few words before leaving.

Lu Yanchi asked a few words about his current situation.

As soon as Ji Siyuan left, he went to the bathroom, spit out the half-dissolved medicine hidden at the base of his tongue and flushed it into the toilet, then rinsed his mouth.

But the nauseating, bitter medicinal taste lingering in his mouth was still there.

……

Shen Wanci did not get the answer she wanted from the curator, but she was not disappointed. In the afternoon, Bao Rongxuan made an appointment with Mr. Song from Rongshi Group to play golf, and Shen Wanci had to go with him.

Recently, in order to expand her network, she has participated in many large and small banquets. Although she is not comfortable with socializing, she is not as socially intimidated as she was at first.

This kind of talk is really embarrassing for a skilled worker like her.

After coming out of the teahouse, Chen Xu's car was already waiting at the door.

Shen Wanci opened the car door and was stunned when he was about to squat down and sit in: "Why is it you?"

The person sitting inside was not Bo Rongxuan, but Nie Yucheng.

The man is wearing a white sportswear. This casual style of clothing looks very young and makes him look very sunny and energetic.

Before Nie Yucheng could speak, Chen Xu explained: "Director Bo had something urgent to deal with and couldn't get away. Mr. Nie happened to be talking to Mr. Bo at the Bo family. He and Mr. Song had crossed paths several times before. Dong then entrusted him to accompany you."

Since it was Bo Rongxuan's order, Shen Wanci could not refuse: "Sorry to trouble you, Yucheng."

Nie Yucheng looked at her with a complicated expression in his eyes: "Uncle Bo has watched me grow up. This little thing is what I should do. You don't have to be so polite to me. I said that night in Yuelaichun that I can help now When it comes to you, I will do my best to protect you."

He did not hide his purpose, and looked at Shen Wanci with deep affection in his eyes, "You don't have to be mentally burdened, I just want to help you, and I don't want to use this to restrain you, nor do I want you to repay me. "

Chen Xu: "..."

this bit...

If Bo always had this one-third, no, one-fifth of the green tea, he would probably have both children now.

He glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the young lady staring at Mr. Nie intently, without speaking or refusing.

We can't blame the young madam for being weak-minded. If he were a woman, he would be willing to talk to Mr. Nie, who is a gentleman, elegant, good-tempered, and knows how to cherish the beauty of women and talk about love.

He turned the steering wheel fiercely and the car swayed, successfully breaking the hesitant atmosphere in the back seat.

golf course.

When they arrived, Mr. Song also happened to arrive. He glanced at Nie Yucheng who was accompanying Shen Wanci, raised his eyebrows ambiguously, and said, "Is Mr. Nie planning to take a position in the Bo family?"

Nie Yucheng smiled and shook hands with the other party: "Uncle Bo is not feeling well today and cannot come. Jing Zhou and I are brothers who grew up together. Now his whereabouts are unknown. What I can do is to wait for him before he comes back. If you can, help him take more care of Mr. Bo."

Mr. Song smiled and did not say whether he believed it or not. "Just in time, I made an appointment with another person today. Maybe you will get along well."