After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Bo Hanshi nodded slightly, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly asked: "What gift do you think I should bring to the door?"

Xu Zheng said: "With your status and wealth, bringing a few bottles of good wine and cigarettes seems a bit contemptuous of the Yan family. In addition, Fengxing has such a big stall, I think you can give away anything valuable, but , mainly depends on whether Mr. Bo is willing to show off his face."

Naturally, you won't be stingy when you take action when it's cold.

Just...what to give?

These small gifts, which are easily available in the market with clearly marked prices, would not be looked down upon by Yan Lao, let alone impressed, given his wealth.

Xu Zheng coughed twice and added a few words: "Moreover, Mr. Bo, let's be blunt. The person you want to marry now is not Qiao Yu, but Yan Huan, Fengxing's only heir. Let's be realistic. Son, Mr. Yan is not just helping his biological daughter to check things. If you marry Mr. Yan’s daughter, the business district will be shocked. Not to mention Mr. Yan, the senior executives of Fengxing may not have any worries. Political marriage is conducive to development, but this commercial marriage... involves too many businesses. If it infringes on the interests of one party, do we have to put aside the relationship between husband and wife and each is king?"

What Xu Zheng said.

Bo Hanshi naturally thought about it before coming to Nancheng.

Whatever he had considered, Mr. Yan must have also considered it.

Mr. Yan refused to let him go and made it clear that he wanted to change his power.

He wants Qiao Yu to inherit Fengxing and become the real leader of Fengxing.

Qiao Yu married him and returned to the imperial capital with her. As far as Feng Xing was concerned, she lost her true heir, which was not a good thing.

He lowered his eyes and turned the platinum ring on his ring finger with his cold white long fingers.

To him, Qiao Yu is just his Yuyu.

He was selfish and wanted Qiao Yu to stay by his side, just like he did seven years ago.

For Qiao Yu, it is a blessing that she is Yan Lao's daughter.

But as Mr. Yan's only daughter, Mr. Yan also wanted to train Qiao Yu to rise to power, so the possibility of Qiao Yu returning to the imperial capital with him was even lower.

Fengxing's headquarters is located in Nancheng, with a history of thirty years. It is almost impossible to relocate the headquarters address in one fell swoop.

Bo Hanshi looked at the cold platinum ring on his finger and felt a sense of selfish desire: "What do you think is the possibility of Qiao Yu giving up the management rights of Fengxing and returning to the imperial capital with me?"

"This..." Xu Zheng gasped, "I really can't say. It depends on what Miss Qiao likes more, but Mr. Yan is her only daughter and asking her to give up Fengxing's management rights is tantamount to letting Fengxing indirectly If the ownership changes, even if you own shares, you will forever lose your decision-making power.”

Perhaps the topic of conversation was too far-reaching, and the air pressure in the car gradually dropped.

Xu Zheng smoothed things over and said with a smile: "Actually, it doesn't matter even if Miss Qiao wants to take over Fengxing. We fly from the Imperial Capital to Nancheng. The flight is only more than two hours now, so a long-distance relationship doesn't matter. There are many couples now, because both sides have careers. We are very busy, we are a weekend couple, distance can still bring beauty, maybe the relationship will be better by then?"

The eyes of the man in the back seat darkened obviously.

What you want when you are cold is far more than a couple on the weekend.

Sometimes it may not be that Qiao Yu can't leave him, but that he can't leave Qiao Yu.

The one who completely dominates the relationship seems to have control over everything of the other party, but if the one who is controlled completely stops playing... the one who is the one in control will be in chaos.

……

Early the next morning.

Qiao Yu got up early, ate two pieces of toast and was ready to go to the group.

Lao Du was puzzled: "Miss, the group only clocks in at nine o'clock to go to work. It's just before eight o'clock. Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Qiao Yu took the car keys and mumbled: "It's the first day to go to the company. It's always good to arrive early. Uncle Du, I'm leaving first!"

Not long after the white Mercedes-Benz drove out of Yan Mansion.

The black phantom drove into view.

Only then did Lao Du react and make tea with a smile.

Mr. Yan just came down from upstairs holding a cane, "Where is Xiao Huan? He's gone already?"

"The eldest lady has just left. Master, look who is at the door."

Mr. Yan raised his eyes and looked over, and saw a tall figure heading towards the yard.

He smiled and couldn't help but joke: "Xiao Huan runs on the front foot, and he comes on the back foot. Are young people these days so good at stepping on the spot?"

While pouring tea, Lao Du glanced out the window a few times, "Isn't that right, a divine fortune teller. Master, if he comes prepared today, how can we deal with it?"

Mr. Yan walked a few steps in the living room and said in a deep voice: "I'll tell you what I'm doing."

"What if he wants to steal it?"

In the business world, Bo Han was ruthless and domineering, but he had many achievements.

What does he want and what is he trying to grab?

Unscrupulousness has almost become synonymous with him.

He is a powerful businessman, but he is by no means a good son-in-law in the eyes of his father-in-law.

Mr. Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "He dares."

As soon as Bao Hanshi entered the courtyard, people holding gifts filed in behind him.

Xu Zheng was directing from the side: "Go this way, there are famous wines and antiques inside, be careful when you land, don't break them!"

The dozen or so bodyguards in black suits lined up at the entrance.

Lao Du went out to explore: "What are you doing?"

Bao Hanshi took a step forward and said, "Come and propose marriage."

"..."

Lao Du was petrified on the spot, obviously stunned.

Xu Zheng reminded in a low voice: "Master Bo, pay attention to your tone."

Bo Hanshi took a deep breath, nodded slightly and said, "Uncle Du, I'm here to propose marriage."

Although his voice was still cold, this time, it sounded a bit like a junior.

Old Du: "..."

Is it going to rain red from the sky?

Reach out and don't hit the smiling man.

Inside the house, Mr. Yan has already spoken: "Old Du, let him come in."

Lao Du said "Hey" and made a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Bo, please come this way."

Xu Zheng asked: "Uncle Du, where do you put these things?"

Lao Du led the group of people toward the living room, "Just put it here first."

A dozen or so people put down their things in an orderly manner, said hello, and exited the living room in an orderly manner.

Mr. Yan was wearing glasses and standing by the window, looking at a painting of peonies in bloom.

Bo Hanshi walked up to him and said hello: "Mr. Yan, I was rude last night. It was my first time visiting the house and I didn't know the rules."

After hearing this, Mr. Yan was stunned for a few seconds.

He glanced at Bo Han from the corner of his eye, straightened his expression and said, "You came at the wrong time, Xiao Huan has already gone to the company."

"I'm not here to see her. I'm here specifically to visit you."

Hearing this, Mr. Yan glanced at the tea table and said in a loud voice: "Old Du, your distinguished guest is here, let's exchange tea!"

"okay!"

Xu Zheng, standing aside, suppressed a smile.

Mr. Bo today... listened to others' advice, had a full meal and drank good tea.

After Lao Du made new tea.

Yan Lao and Bo Hanshi sat facing each other.

Mr. Yan suddenly asked: "Can you play Go?"

Bo Hanshi responded, "If you know a little bit, you can spar with Mr. Yan."

"Old Du, go get that set of white jade chess pieces."

"Eh!"