The secretary stood in a tangled manner.

Bo Qingyun finally looked over impatiently: "What's the matter?"

The boss took the initiative to speak, and the secretary could only bite the bullet and said, "Old Xiao Xia is here, I want to see you."

When Bo Qingyun heard Xia Wanxin's name, his eyes darkened.

After a second of silence, he nodded: "Let her come in."

The secretary breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly quit.

She deliberately closed the office door a little so that Bo Qingyun could not see the situation outside clearly.

After that, he turned around a few steps and smiled at Xia Wanxin: "Mr. Xiaoxia, Mr. Bo will let you in."

After saying that, he looked at the mouse beside her curiously.

But he faced a pair of extremely cool gray pupils.

The secretary was shocked and realized that this kind of gaze was a bit rude.

After apologizing at him, he returned to his workstation.

Xia Wanxin took the mouse to push the door in.

Bo Qingyun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and her back could reveal her coolness and indifference.

He heard the footsteps and did not look back.

Until Xia Wanxin arrived near him, she shouted: "Mr. Bo."

He turned around.

His eyes first fell on Xia Wanxin.

The next second, I saw another man behind her, standing there suddenly.

Bo Qingyun's eyebrows suddenly frowned and her sharp eyes turned over.

Xia Wanxin had long expected his reaction and explained to Shan Ruliu: "Mr. Bo, you must be familiar with this friend. The location of his house conflicts with one of our recent projects. He was unwilling to cooperate before, but now he has figured it out and is willing to give in to our project, so I brought him to see you."

It sounds like it has nothing to do with her, and what she does is reasonable.

But how could a nail household suddenly figure it out? It was just that she turned her around.

Bo Qingyun and the mouse's eyes met.

This young man is not old, but his eyes are not full of vitality. He stands there in a lifeless state, giving people a gloomy feeling.

Bo Qingyun opened her eyes calmly and walked towards her desk slowly.

He was wearing a tall suit, with cold and clear eyebrows and eyes, and a straight figure, emitting a cold feeling.

A side face is enough to make all living beings fall in love with you.

In every move, the upper hand is completely a high aura that is born with the superior.

Even if the mouse deliberately ignores it, it doesn’t just have Xia Wanxin in his eyes, but also the environment in the office and the Bo Qingyun.

Everything, and his world, is like heaven and earth.

The mouse's lips were pursed very tightly, and the foundation of his eyes was pressed down very deeply.

Bo Qingyun sat down.

His long legs overlapped with each other, his posture was scattered and his voice was shallow: "When you are not willing to cooperate, you reject us when you don't want to cooperate. Now that you figured it out, should we accept it all?"

The tone is plain, but the eyes are filled with unconcealed contempt.

Xia Wanxin had long expected his embarrassment and hurriedly glanced at the mouse.

Seeing that he had no reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this kid is more calm than she thought.

Xia Wan's lips curled up slightly and said slowly: "Mr. Bo, I think you know better than anyone else how much money the project has spent in the early stage. That house is the biggest failure. As far as I know, you have always been a perfectionist in your work. Can you really endure such a big flaw?"

Bo Qingyun saw her eyes looking at the mouse with concern, and her long eyes narrowed quietly.

He tapped his knees with one hand, and there was no rhythm, exuding a sense of unreasonable terror.

After two seconds of silence, he pulled his lips: "So, have you learned about me deliberately?"
Chapter completed!