Rejecting the Big Shot

068

There were some ambiguous sounds from the phone, mixed with the young master's stern scolding, and soon the soft voice gradually became weaker, and finally was completely overwhelmed, leaving only the ambiguous sound of the bed being rubbed.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang over there, which shocked everyone holding the phone, and Bao Shang, who was listening to the phone, couldn't help frowning.

The mobile phone over there seemed to be pushed to the ground due to too violent action, and immediately, two busy tones sounded, and the call had been interrupted.

The cheongsam lady holding the screen in both hands was still holding the phone carefully, until Bo Shang, who had been contemplating for a long time, came back to his senses and waved his hand casually, then the lady carefully placed the phone studded with diamonds in the hand of Bo Er Shao on the table.

Bo Shang's expression was uncertain, he stared at the wine glass in his hand, the crystal wine reflected his gloomy eyebrows and eyes.

It has to be said that even though Bo Shang was angrily mocking the other party's wishful thinking just now, but now, Bo Shang has to really consider this possibility.

If the S-level Omega is sold to a big shot in exchange for resources, what if the other party falls in love with Bo Xiyun after that?

When the time comes, when the wind blows beside the pillow, it will definitely be Bo Shang and the others who will suffer.

Although he really didn't want to admit it, Bo Shang knew very well that his bastard brother could easily please the elders.

Before, his father pampered Bo Xiyun lawlessly. Even the respected elders, many of them were confused by his obedient appearance. Their love for Bo Xiyun was almost like seeing him as their own son.

Bo Shang didn't want to shoot himself in the foot. In contrast, Wen Xiusen, who they chose at the beginning, was much easier to control than those big bosses who had accumulated power for a long time.

After all, Wen Xiusen didn't have any foundation in Xiangjiang. Moreover, based on Wen Xiusen's hatred for Bo Xiyun, it would be his fate not to torture this little bastard to death.

Thinking of this, Bo Shang finally raised his eyes. He put down his wine glass, raised his chin, and commanded his subordinates by his side.

"Go, inform the third child."

The Second Young Master Bo didn't even care about the darkness of the night, and went straight to the road.

"Let him come here at once."

And on the other side of the hung up phone, the young master who had been scolding until his voice was a little hoarse, was kissed so much that he could only make a sticky nasal sound, his cheeks and ears were completely dyed red, Don't dare to make too much noise if you want to struggle.

It wasn't until Wen Xiusen's cell phone vibrated that the young master was finally able to let go a little, breathing the scarce oxygen with wet eyes.

Wen Xiusen took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, but did not reply immediately.

He bent down again and picked up Bo Xiyun's cell phone that had fallen on the floor. After making sure that the call was over, Wen Xiusen wiped the screen of the cell phone that was covered with fine dust on the blanket with a paper towel, and wiped Bo Xiyun's cell phone away. The phone was on the bedside cabinet.

After Wen Xiusen finished all this, when he turned his head again, he saw that the child had already taken the opportunity to run away, and even stuck his whole body against the wall.

The young master was still trying to keep calm, and discussed with Wen Xiusen in a calm tone: "This time it should be effective, the second child has always wanted to see me suffer."

"But he must have other plans, not just to sell me, the focus after the second child must be the inheritance that I can inherit."

Although Bo Xiyun analyzed calmly, there was something that attracted the listeners' attention more than his words.

Because he wanted to distance himself, the boy not only stuck to the wall, but also bent his knees and hugged his knees with his hands.In fact, he didn't know much, maybe it was just an instinctive self-protection, to avoid the possibility of being caught by the ankle and dragged back.

It's just that the young master bent his legs, and the thin white thighs that were originally only covered by the shorts were more and more exposed, together with the narrow and thin ankles that blocked the soft seam, they hooked around silently. the eyes of predecessors.

Bo Xiyun originally wanted to use these serious topics to distract Wen Xiusen's attention, but as he was talking, he realized that the man's attention was no longer focused.

"...Mr. Wen?"

Bo Xiyun called out tentatively.

The man's gaze finally returned to the right track. He had just made a low reply when he heard what the child said.

"By the way, since we're going to get married, let's make an agreement first, shall we?"

This topic was also something that Bo Xiyun had thought about before.

After all, compensation cannot be unlimited.

Wen Xiusen slightly raised his eyebrows, and sat back on the side of the bed again.

"what?"

"It's the three prerequisites we agreed to get married in advance."

Bo Xiyun said.

"First, I'm not going to have children."

Although he couldn't accept the matter of becoming an Omega before, but now, the boy has obviously considered it quite thoroughly and rationally.

It is an indisputable fact that male Omega can conceive, and S-level Omega is more likely to conceive.

Although the make-up artist and Chen Tianpeng had joked before, Bo Xiyun was very sober, he never thought of having children.

But he didn't know what Wen Xiusen was thinking, so it was better to explain in advance.

Hearing this, the man was silent for a moment.

Bo Xiyun also became quiet. He knew that this matter would obviously have a different weight for an Alpha with a strong nature than for an Omega.

But beyond the young man's expectation, Wen Xiusen only paused for less than a second, and then replied to him immediately.

"it is good."

Bo Xiyun didn't expect it to go so smoothly, so he blurted out subconsciously.

"You don't need the bed, do you?"

Wen Xiusen's expression was not disturbed, he just said: "Then what do you do when you have pheromone deficiency?"

After Bo Xiyun said that sentence, she also felt that it was wrong.This was originally his third agreement, sex cannot be forced, but the young man didn't expect that he blurted out the truth just now.

Seeing that Wen Xiusen didn't get angry when he heard it, but was still thinking about his situation, the young master was even more embarrassed.

He touched the tip of his nose, and said back to the original standard: "Then, let's discuss it?"

Wen Xiusen nodded: "Yes."

The man has always been very talkative, and Bo Xiyun also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and made the last point.

"Third, don't make a complete mark." The young master said, "Unless there is a particularly dangerous situation, otherwise, I have the right to end the marriage relationship."

Bo Xiyun didn't completely reject the mark because he also knew that an S-level Omega had to consider the influence of the outside world.

If the identity is really exposed, a marked top omega will obviously be less risky.

However, that was the worst possible scenario.

That's why Bo Xiyun wanted to discuss it with someone in advance.

Like the previous two, Wen Xiusen quickly agreed: "Okay."

This made Bo Xiyun confirm again - Bo Er had indeed misjudged the wrong person.

Mr. Wen is not the kind of domineering person with big alpha doctrine and arbitrariness.

"Om-"

Wen Xiusen's cell phone vibrated again, the man glanced at it, and only got up this time.

"I'm going to take care of some things, and I'll be back later."

Bo Xiyun nodded: "Okay."

He knew that Wen Xiusen must be busy now, just now Bo Er's side would not stop.

"Tucked."

Before leaving, the man pulled the thin blanket again.

"Beware of catching a cold."

The room is actually quite warm, and the young master who was carefully instructed certainly didn't know it.

A certain gentleman had seen enough for himself before being re-covered.

After Wen Xiusen went out, Bo Xiyun continued to look at the computer.

Just before Wen Xiusen came back, the young master had already read the information on Shuhuai's investment for a while, now, he brought back the snow white seal, and continued to read his previous content.

Bo Xiyun also conveniently selected a director from the company's previous investment list, picked a film of the other party, and projected it on the projection screen in the bedroom.

This laptop is also a device that Bo Xiyun has used before. The computer has been automatically connected to the projector in the bedroom, and it can be played by clicking on it.

The boy took out the remote control of the projector, turned on the projection screen, leaned on the pillow with his notebook in his arms, and watched a movie with the little seal.

The film is a literary romance film with a rather niche style, and its box office performance was not good when it was released.However, this director was born in photography. Before that, Bo Xiyun noticed this person because of a special camera movement. He thought this director had a good aesthetic and a strong composition, so he added it to the list.

Now it's a quiet night, and it's also suitable for listening to some soothing movies.

However, Bo Xiyun, who was watching the computer and listening to the video, found after a while that the video was not as soothing as he imagined.

Because it's not just a romance movie.

It's also a romantic action movie.

No wonder this film was shot well, but the previous box office was not high.

Rated films need to be screened in certain theaters in Hong Kong. In the first half of the year, due to the regulation and rectification, the business of many such theaters in Hong Kong was affected. It happened to be the time when this film was released.

This type of film cannot be shown in the mainland, and the film naturally loses the ticket warehouse in the mainland, which leads to so little revenue from the final broadcast.

Bo Xiyun looked through the information and found that the director has not yet raised enough money to make another film.

After all, the benefits of his previous work were indeed not good, and if he went to seek sponsorship from an investor, he might not even be able to deliver the projected plan.

Only young masters like Bo Xiyun who don't care about the rate of return will pay attention to him.

The projector dutifully played the wet and undulating sound, and the picture of the movie was still quite aesthetic. The boy watched it for a while before he was called back by the notification sound from the computer in his arms.

The message that popped up on the screen was the feedback of the appeal.

Bo Xiyun had complained to the platform for several accounts whose passwords had been changed. Now, all the platforms have sent replies one after another.

His account appeals were all successful.

Because Young Master Bo is a top member regardless of which account, and it will continue to be open for more than ten years.Therefore, when the platform handles it for him, it is also a VIP channel and exclusive customer service.

Several platforms also took the initiative to counteract, block or warn the ip that had previously maliciously changed the password for him, and the efficiency is very high.

What Bo Xiyun focused on was his private mailbox, because he was connected to the company system through the mailbox, so that the young master did not log in to the account until the appeal was successful, and checked the weekly and monthly reports that he had been copied by the company's subordinates before. .

Although this mailbox is only connected to a few companies of Young Master Bo in Xiangjiang, and his main company in Xiangjiang - Shuhuai Investment has gone bankrupt, so Bo Xiyun actually didn't suffer too much loss this time.

And because of the interception of the independent device lock, the mailbox was not able to be logged in by other ip during the password change period, and the information in the account was not leaked.

But this kind of private mailbox can still be exposed to the same risk as ordinary social platforms, which is already a serious loophole.

Bo Xiyun thought for a while, entered a URL in the browser that only devices with a specified serial number could open, and then searched the website.

Sure enough, as expected.

He found out about the recent sudden capital injection of the mailbox company.

The source of the funds is a subsidiary of Boer Holdings.

Boxiyun shut down the website, and in the login dynamics of the mailbox system, it directly took screenshots of long strings of information such as the mailbox being changed by abnormal ip, password modification, unauthorized attacks, and device lock interception these days.

Immediately, the teenager searched out several VIP chat groups, and directly sent out the screenshots in which the privacy was concealed.

Not long after, this screenshot aroused heated discussions in various group chats.

Private VIP mailboxes sell exclusive services and privacy protection. As a result, this mailbox company has a serious loophole in which user passwords are changed abnormally. I also know how widespread an uproar this will cause.

Tomorrow, the stock price of this company that has just been injected by Mr. Bo's capital is estimated to plummet, and it will be miserable.

Not long after Bo Xiyun's message was sent out in the group, someone immediately chatted with him privately.

Members in the VIP group are all pronouns and have no real names, but each user's information has been strictly checked, so the identity of the rich is absolutely true.

After Bo Xiyun sent this message, a professional manager immediately approached him and offered to replace him with an exclusive service with higher quality and better privacy.

After all, there has never been a shortage of service companies in the market, only big players who can spend money.

The young man didn't ignore all of them, he picked two managers with appropriate attitudes and the most professional words, and responded to his needs.

It may be unthinkable to say it, but Young Master Bo does not have his own permanent team of assistants.

It's not that he hasn't tried it, but it's impossible for the young master to hire assistants normally like other bosses, let alone directly train and train his confidants like Wen Xiusen.

There are three older brothers who are eyeing him, and Bo Xiyun will be disturbed maliciously whenever he finds a reliable assistant to build a team.

Before, even the young master's "bed partner" was wanted to be an undercover agent, let alone his special assistant.

So Bo Xiyun didn't hire him at all, and spent money to find someone to do it if he needed anything, and settled the bill after finishing it.

This kind of situation without a working team at all fits the young master's ignorant and incompetent appearance.

After finishing all this work, Bo Xiyun clicked on the weekly newspaper and other materials that had been transferred out of the mailbox, and looked around at Shuhuai's materials.

Under the watchful eyes of the brothers of the Bo family, although Shuhuai's investment is not large, it was built from scratch by Bo Xiyun. Now that it has been thrown into bankruptcy, it is impossible for the young master to have no regrets.

The teenager stared at the screen and bit his fingertips.

What he regrets the most is not only the unfinished films whose investment has not yet been fully paid, but also the original employees and teams in the company.

The company has gone bankrupt. Although Bo Xiyun didn't lose much money, even if he starts a similar company in the future, he will definitely have to find new personnel.

As the capital of finance, Xiangjiang has always been in high demand for financial personnel here, not to mention that many of the company's original talents were quite outstanding, and many of them were spotted by headhunters before.

It is estimated that these employees have long been separated by colleagues who are eager for talents.

Bo Xiyun felt a little regretful, but there was nothing he could do.

He looked at it for a while longer, and then felt a slight tingling in his temples, and he felt dizzy in his vision.

Bo Xiyun glanced at the time, it was not too late.It's just that he took a plane and a boat today, and he had been busy all day, so it was really not suitable for too much mental work.

The young man put the computer aside first, and collapsed on the pillow with the little seal in his arms.

He slightly closed his beautiful eyes, and his soft eyelashes drooped down. He listened to Wu Nong's soft words in the projector, and just rested quietly for a while.

It wasn't until the phone rang again that Bo Xiyun raised his eyes and took back the phone beside him.

The caller displayed on the screen was He Jianqing.

After the accident on the boat in the afternoon, Bo Xiyun didn't see He Jianqing again. After arriving in Yancheng, he learned that He Jianqing had returned to the hospital.

Because both of them are in Yancheng now, Bo Xiyun didn't tell anyone too much, anyway, they could meet anytime.

But the young master didn't expect that the other party would call so soon.

With a soft "beep", Bo Xiyun pressed the pause button of the projector with the remote control, and the room immediately became quiet from babbling and ambiguous sounds.

The young master lay back on the pillow and clicked on the call.

"Hello... Ah Qing?"

"Have you rested?"

He Jianqing also made a video call, and he saw Bo Xiyun on the bed at a glance.

"Nope." Bo Xiyun rubbed his eyes, "What's wrong?"

He Jianqing paused for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, he said in a deep voice.

"What happened in the afternoon made you uncomfortable, I'm sorry."

What he was talking about was that after the blood was drawn, Bo Xiyun was induced to have a short-term lack of pheromone because of the approach of the S-class Alpha.

But Bo Xiyun was fine, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

"It's okay, why are you so serious?"

The young master was lying on his back, raised his slender arms and swung them, the slightly loose sleeves of pajamas slipped down and piled up between his elbows.

"It's not like you don't know, I always do this."

The young master of the Bo family has been weak since he was a child, and Bo Yingcheng regarded his youngest son as a pain in the eyeballs, which is also the reason why some children are always prone to illness.

He Jianqing pursed her thin lips slightly, was silent for a while, and then said.

"I still have some masks and incense buckles here. You are in a hurry and don't know if you have enough. I will send someone to deliver them to you tomorrow."

The young master's skin is delicate and thin, and the mask also needs several special protective materials so as not to be allergic.

The mask incense buckle is a small item commonly used in Xiangjiang, and it is rare in the inland, so you may not be able to find it if you buy it temporarily.

He Jianqing said.

"A total of ten packs and ten packs can be used for seven weeks. My classmate will return to Xiangjiang next week, and I will ask her to help me bring some more."

"OK.

The young master on the bed rolled his eyes.

"Thank you, Qing."

He stretched himself, and his voice changed slightly: "Haha——then I'll transfer the money to you later."

He Jianqing frowned: "Transfer money?"

He immediately changed his tone, from stiff to grumpy: "Do you think I'm a mask dealer?"

Bo Xiyun laughed out loud, and now he stopped joking with others.

Seeing his sluggish, unoccupied appearance, He Jianqing habitually wanted to speak again, until he remembered the accident and exhaustion that the young man experienced today, and he frowned and swallowed it back.

It was Bo Xiyun who called him first: "By the way, Ah Qing."

The boy lazily shook his calf and asked, "Since you have become S-level, do you want to change your major?"

The relationship between He Jianqing and his family is not very good. He is not Mrs. He's son, but the illegitimate son of Mr. He and his former secretary.

Although he was raised in the He family since he was a child, He Jianqing did not receive much attention. This situation finally changed when he was 15 years old and became an Alpha.

But Bo Xiyun knew that He Jianqing was always depressed, and he kept holding his breath, wanting to make his family look at him differently.

Now that He Jianqing is determined to be S-level, even if he is a rich family in Xiangjiang, the He family will definitely not underestimate a top Alpha.

He is currently studying medicine, but He Jian is still young. If he wants to transfer to other industries where it is easier to gain power, as an S-level Alpha, he will definitely be able to do it.

But He Jianqing shook his head directly: "No."

He also said: "Being an S-level doctor also has advantages, otherwise, I would not have noticed Wen Xiusen's abnormality at the beginning."

Three years ago, Wen Xiusen suddenly split up after an accident, and it was He Jianqing who first came to help Bo Xiyun deal with so many problems.

In terms of perception and control of pheromones, S-level Doctor Alpha has unique conditions.

"and."

He Jianqing paused, and then said in a low voice.

"I can also help with your recovery and recuperation in the future."

As if not used to such a straightforward expression, He Jianqing's eyes wandered a little, and he immediately changed the topic.

"Let's not talk about me, how about you?"

He asked Bo Xiyun.

"Before, your investment company was really profitable, and its structure was praised by many people. This time it was suppressed by the Bo family and it was dragged down. If it can be reorganized..."

He Jianqing spoke sincerely, but the young master who was listening could barely move at the moment, and would feel dizzy if he moved.

"Me?" The boy replied with a nasal voice, "I just want to live a good life."

The young master's voice was lazy, and he seemed to have no ambition.

"……oops!"

Bo Xiyun, who was originally resting on the pillow, accidentally slipped down and was directly buried in a pile of soft pillows beside her.

Not only that, but the boy accidentally pressed the projection remote control next to the pillow, and the originally static picture immediately moved.

As a result, the sound of the film was also transmitted to the other end of the phone.

Clothes rubbed against each other, making strange noises.

"..."

He Jianqing still couldn't say anything, only sighed.

"If you are tired, go to bed early."

The hot voice continued, and the boy frowned again on the phone.

"Stop watching this kind of video."

And Young Master Bo, who was urged by him, was stuck in the pile of pillows and didn't move.

As the saying goes, where you fall, you will lie down.

He also said slowly to He Jianqing: "Kids don't care about adults' business, you will understand when you grow up."

He Jianqing: "..."

Before the boy on the phone said anything, suddenly, the bedroom door was opened from the outside, and a cold male voice asked.

"Know what?"

The young master on the bed was stunned for a moment, then raised his head in disbelief, and saw Wen Xiusen walking in who was only wearing a shirt and no overcoat.

The man was still wearing the slippers he had before, so he looked like he had never been out.

"you……"

Bo Xiyun subconsciously cut off the call on the phone screen, with surprise on his face.

"Didn't you go out to work?"

"I'm downstairs."

Wen Xiusen's voice was calm, and his gaze on Bo Xiyun's phone stopped for a moment.

He was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted by the voice from the projection.

With a "stab", the ear-piercing sound of the cheongsam being torn directly rang out.

At this moment, it happened to be the most intense point in the film's plot. The leader on the screen didn't even give any caresses, but pushed his weak body against the cold white wall, and didn't even untie his tight belt, so he directly submerged in Shattered soft clothing.

The vibrato of the bearer's weeping came from the high-quality speakers that sounded great.

"what……"

"..."

Young Master Bo, who finally sat up from the pillow with difficulty, met Wen Xiusen's eyes at the door amidst the broken voice.

Under the changing projection light, the man's deep and handsome face had a somewhat unpredictable expression.

His low magnetic voice also became dim.

"So, you and I have three chapters."

He sternly stated that he didn't want to do much, didn't want to mark, and didn't want to get pregnant.

In a blink of an eye, he was so happy to watch Qiang play.

"—Is it because you like this?"