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Yi Zheng and Zhao Xilie ate out for more than two hours. It was almost time to make an appointment. The matter between the uncle and nephew at home should be settled, right?

Therefore, Yi Zheng dared to take Zhao Xilie home, praying while going back, hoping that the situation would be peaceful.

Zhao Xilie saw Yi Zheng's exaggerated look and said, "Oh, isn't it just that the uncle and nephew are having a conflict? It's just a few words, it's not as exaggerated as you think. I don't think Mr. Bo and Jing Yu are making trouble unreasonably. Civilized and educated people don’t dare to use their fists when our troops cause trouble.”

So he thinks that this is not a big deal at all. At most, Mr. Bo, as the elder, is reprimanding the junior?

Of course, Jingyu and the others may not listen to Mr. Bo's teachings, but according to him, the relationship between the two of them will not cause any major problems.

As soon as Qin Jingyu pushed the suitcase into the living room, there was a sound of opening the door. She thought it was Bao Hanting leaving and returning, so her whole body tensed up and she looked at the door nervously.

When she saw that it was Zhao Xilie and Yi Zheng who came in, she relaxed her tension.

Zhao Xilie and Yi Zheng looked at Qin Jingyu pushing the suitcase. Now it was Yi Zheng's turn to be nervous, "Master Jingyu, what are you doing?"

Could it be that there was really a fuss and he couldn't even live in this house anymore?

Zhao Xilie also asked curiously, "Where are you going to pack your suitcase now? Aren't you going to Zhonghai City tomorrow?"

Yi Zheng quickly looked around, but did not see the figure he was looking at, "Master Jingyu, where is Mr. Bo?"

Qin Jingyu asked, "Uncle Yi, don't you know?"

Yi Zheng: "Well, what do you know?"

"Uncle, he said that his company still has some things to deal with, so he went back to work overtime." Qin Jingyu knew very well that this was an excuse for Bo Hanting to leave before, but she couldn't tell the real reason, so she might as well just press someone's button That's true.

Yi Zheng was stunned. This was an excuse at first glance. Mr. Bo had already finished today's work early and specifically ordered him to go all the way around half of the Imperial City to pack up meals from a five-star private chef. When I came back to have dinner with Master Jingyu, how could I say that the group had something to do temporarily and asked him to go back and deal with it? After all, as a special assistant, how could he know whether his boss had work to do overtime tonight?

So just listen to this.

Maybe the uncle and nephew had a falling out?

The boss's side is not important at the moment, but Master Jingyu is pushing the suitcase, which is quite important.

After all, Mr. Bo ordered him to book a flight to Zhonghai City with Master Jingyu tomorrow just two hours ago.

"Master Jingyu, are you just packing your luggage in advance?" Yi Zheng probed cautiously.

Qin Jingyu didn't answer, but thought of something, "Uncle Yi, are you busy?"

Yi Zheng choked, "It's okay. If Mr. Bo is not busy, I won't be busy."

Obviously I'm going to Zhonghai City to discuss business the day after tomorrow, and I can get off work early today, so I won't be busy these two days.

"Wait for me." Qin Jingyu said, quickly returned to the room, and then took the bank card from before, which also had contact information and address.

She handed the things to Yi Zheng, "Uncle Yi, if you are not busy, please help me deliver this card to the address on the note. His name is Chen He."

Yi Zheng looked at the bank card in his hand and the address on the sticky note, Jingluo Game Company.

He is no stranger to this company.

When it was still a studio, and it suddenly emerged thanks to a cat-and-mouse game, the Bo Group wanted to acquire this small studio. However, after investigation, it was found that the boss behind the scenes was Master Jingyu, so the boss told them not to touch the studio.

In less than a year, the studio has developed into a game company. Among many game companies, it is considered a dark horse.

As for Chen He, he also knew the high school student who started his own business with Master Jingyu.

"Okay, Master Jingyu." Yi Zheng took the bank card directly, but he still wanted to ask more, "But Master Jingyu, why don't you return it yourself?"

He booked a flight for tomorrow afternoon, so he had enough time in the morning.

Qin Jingyu knew what Yi Zheng wanted to ask, so she told him, and she figured it out when someone turned around, "It's nothing, I just feel like there are too many things to do, and I don't have time before I leave. If it's inconvenient for you, Uncle Yi, I'll find someone else." Just people.”

Saying that he wanted to take the bank card back, Yi Zheng quickly put it in his pocket, "It's convenient."

Qin Jingyu smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Yi."

"It should, it should." Yi Zheng originally wanted to help his boss get some more information, but the next second, his boss's call came.

Qin Jingyu watched Yi Zheng walk aside to answer the call with his cell phone, and she caught a glimpse of the note on it from the corner of her eye.

【Big Boss】

The eyebrows raised slightly, this comment could only be made by Bo Hanting.

On the phone, the man said two words briefly in a cold voice.

"Go downstairs."

Yi Zheng did not dare to question the boss's order, nor did he dare to ask any more questions, so he responded: "Okay, Mr. Bo."

Hang up the phone and don't ask for any more news.

Judging from Bo Hanting's tone just now, Yi Zheng had been following him for so long, and he could tell from his boss's tone that he had everything under control.

In this case, he didn't ask any more questions.

So he turned around and said to Qin Jingyu in a smooth tone: "Master Jingyu, Mr. Bo asked me to go back to the group if he has something to do. Don't worry, I will give your bank card to that little classmate."

After saying that, he nodded towards Zhao Xilie, indicating that he would leave first.

Zhao Xilie was the person who was least aware of what happened, but the meal Yi Zheng gave him in the evening was quite delicious. "Assistant Yi, walk slowly."

As soon as Yi Zheng walked out of the community, he saw the black Maybach flashing twice not far from the road. He trotted over, opened the passenger door, and got in.

Bo Hanting rolled down half of the car window, lit a cigarette and held it in his hand. He didn't smoke, but just let it burn in the dark night.

The man's facial features were stern, and they became even colder against the backdrop of the night.

Yi Zheng was a very discerning man, so he reported everything without asking, "Mr. Bo, when I went upstairs, I saw Master Jingyu pushing his suitcase into the living room. Maybe there will be a flight tomorrow. We're canceling."

The man said "hmm" lightly. He had already expected these situations, including the boy's need to run away in advance.

Originally, Yi Zheng thought that Bo Hanting was going to ask him to find out which flight Master Jingyu had booked in the next second, and they booked it together. Who knew that in the next second, Bo Hanting only asked a question that was neither salty nor cool.

"Has he had dinner?"

Originally, there was nothing to eat at the dinner table. I'm afraid that after he left, the young man started packing his luggage, and he probably didn't eat even two bites.

This question really stumped Yi Zheng, "I don't know about this."

At that moment, who would pay attention to whether Master Jingyu had eaten dinner or not? Mr. Bo only focused on novelty. Isn't the most important thing now that Master Jingyu is leaving?

Mr. Bo, is he in a hurry?

Yi Zheng was roaring in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, "Mr. Bo, do you want me to order a meal to be delivered to you now?"

Is this a good suggestion?

But what I didn't expect was that it was rejected.

"No, I'm afraid he won't have time to eat."

Yi Zheng: "..."

The man finished speaking calmly. The cigarette in his hand had burned to embers. He put out the cigarette butt and lit another one.