The domineering president goes on a blind date

Si Boming put down his phone.

"Let's go! Isn't there something going on at home?"

Si Boming handed the phone to Tong Nuanchen.

"Thank you, Mr. Si," Tong Nuanchen took the phone and walked towards the hotel gate.

Tong Nuanchen took a deep breath. She was just worried that she wouldn't be able to leave today. After all, none of the rich kids were easy to mess with.

She stood at the entrance of the hotel and looked anxiously at the intersection on both sides. Si Boming drove his Porsche and stopped in front of Tong Nuanchen.

The white Porsche was shrouded in a haze under the sunlight.

Si Boming rolled down the car window.

"boarding."

The tone is firm and irresistible.

"Mr. Si, I called a taxi and it will be here soon." She had finally gotten rid of this ancestor and she didn't want to go in again.

"boarding."

"Boss Si, this is a family matter, so I won't bother you."

"boarding."

"Mr. Si..." Si Boming's sharp eyes shot over, and Tong Nuanchen didn't dare to say anything else, "Thank you, Mr. Si, thank you for your trouble."

It's better to endure the anger for a while than losing your job.

Tong Nuanchen opened the car door and sat in. Just as she was about to fasten her seat belt, something flashed through her mind and her hand paused.

"Boss Si, should I sit in the back? The front passenger seat is reserved for girlfriends."

"I don't have a girlfriend."

"I mean……"

"Are you planning to use me as your driver?"

"No, no, no, this is what I mean." Tong Nuanchen waved his hands repeatedly.

Rich kids are really hard to get along with. Did they send her there to see some gossip? That's right, otherwise why would they send her there?

When she worked at the hotel, she had heard that some rich kids, when they were bored, would look for common people to have fun with.

Si Boming was driving intently, with a disdainful smile on his face.

Exclusive for girlfriend? Is this to justify her boyfriend? Boring.

What's so good about that guy? You can tell at first glance that he's a gigolo. Sooner or later, you'll suffer.

Si Boming, you are the most boring one. Why do you help other people’s girlfriends when you have nothing to do?

Tong Nuanchen held the safety belt with his hands, his back stiff and motionless, as if there was a cliff in front of him.

"I'm taking you to your brother's company, not to some magical forest. Can you relax a little?" The person next to him didn't move at all, like a sculpture, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"I...I'm worried about my brother."

"Don't worry, I'm here."

"Boss Si, this is too much trouble for you."

"It's no trouble. I know Li Anhe and I'm just helping out."

"You know An He? Are you friends?"

Si Boming wanted to bite off his tongue.

"The Li and Si companies had business dealings, and Li Anhe came over to connect them, so they got to know each other." The Li and Si companies were originally in a cooperative relationship, so it was correct to say so.

"Anhe is a very good person. Please take care of me in my future work."

It is our Si family who asks the Li family to take care of us.

"We have a good relationship, so I know you. I heard from An He that your sister is his wife, and he also introduced you by the way."

"Yes, they just got married too. Mr. Si, please take care of them at work."

They kept asking for your help from each other. It seems like they have a pretty good relationship as sisters! Li Anhe, I helped your aunt today. Let's see how you thank me.

Si Boming turned the steering wheel and changed lanes.

After the chat just now, the atmosphere in their car became much better.

"Boss Si, we are at the next intersection."