Moreover, their project complents Haicheng Group’s perfectly. After discussions, Haicheng Group isn’t the type of company to monopolize; they’re worth establishing long-term cooperation with.
Secretary Zhou had also looked into Haicheng Group’s background and found they suit Bo’s new project developnt from every perspective.
After parting ways, Secretary Zhou, driving ahead, said with a smile, "Mr. Bo, I didn’t expect the president of Haicheng Group to be such a young and beautiful lady. I had a misunderstanding about beautiful won before, but after eting President Hai, I think my misconception was rather large."
"What misconception?"
Bo Qin glanced up, asking casually and without much serious thought, just a casual question.
Yet Secretary Zhou answered seriously, "Pretty girls are brainless."
"Vulgar."
After waiting a mont, Bo Qin criticized Secretary Zhou, who accepted the critique with humility. "Yes, yes, isn’t that vulgar? But from all the female CEOs I’ve t, President Hai is the first to change my opinion. If we’re speaking broadly, Mr. Bo, my theory stands."
Bo Qin: "...Shut up."
Secretary Zhou, "Yes, yes, shutting up now."
...
Wen Xue erged from her room, just as she ran into Bo Qin preparing to enter the room across from hers. Wen Xue greeted him, "Mr. Bo."
Bo Qin’s eyes briefly scanned Jian Dan’s room door, and upon seeing Wen Xue going out, his brows knitted slightly. "You should stay with her; she’s afraid of the dark at night."
Wen Xue nodded eagerly, "I know, Mr. Bo. Miss Weiwei asked to co out and see if you all had returned."
Bo Qin was puzzled, "What does she need to know if we’ve returned for?"
Wen Xue smiled, "Miss Weiwei said you hadn’t eaten much, so she had ordered a late-night snack a while back and has been keeping it warm in the room, in case you ca back. She told to bring the snack to you and Secretary Zhou."
Secretary Zhou was surprised and also carried a light smile internally, "Miss Weiwei even prepared sothing for ?"
Wen Xue humd in affirmation, "Miss Weiwei said Secretary Zhou had a hard ti on the road as well, so she prepared for you and Mr. Bo. Now that you both are back, I’ll get it for the two of you."
Jian Dan had already gone to sleep, and since they were both n, it wasn’t convenient to enter. Secretary Zhou’s room was downstairs; he had followed up to bring Bo Qin docunts and had never expected to run into such a pleasant surprise.
Secretary Zhou’s smile persisted, "Mr. Bo, Miss Weiwei, is truly too kind."
Bo Qin humd dismissively, not wanting to speak a word to him, thinking that even if she was kind, it had nothing to do with him; she wasn’t yours. Bo Qin kept this thought to himself, always feeling that saying it out loud was sohow inappropriate, so he didn’t voice it.
It only took Wen Xue two minutes to co out with the late-night snack. Both servings of dumplings were on one tray, but Bo Qin’s portion had seafood added, while Secretary Zhou’s did not. Secretary Zhou, puzzled, asked Wen Xue, "Why doesn’t mine have seafood?"
Wen Xue was apologetic, "Because Miss Weiwei asked if Secretary Zhou eats seafood, and I said I didn’t know, so Miss Weiwei decided not to add it. Just in case you’re allergic, she’s very clear about Mr. Bo’s tastes, so she added the seafood that Mr. Bo likes."
Bo Qin was satisfied, "I understand, go keep Miss Weiwei company and sleep. Rember to take her shopping tomorrow. If you go to sea, you can only stay in the shallower parts, and she’s not allowed in the deep-sea area."
Wen Xue nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I got it, Mr. Bo."
Bo Qin, "By the way, is Miss Weiwei still running a fever?"
"No, she isn’t. I took her temperature when we ate dinner tonight, and Miss Weiwei’s temperature is normal. I will look out for any signs of a recurrence tonight."
Bo Qin frowned, thought for a mont, and instructed Wen Xue, "Alright, if she gets a fever again, call ."
"Yes, Mr. Bo."
After Wen Xue entered the room and shut the door, she went straight to the bedroom. Lying on the bed, Jian Dan was still holding a comic book, and upon seeing Wen Xue, she asked with a grin, "Sister Wen Xue, is Uncle Qin happy?"
"Over the moon."
Jian Dan laughed, "That’s great. Sister Wen Xue, let’s go to sleep, we have a lot to do tomorrow, and I want to go scuba diving."
"Give up, Mr. Bo won’t allow it," Wen Xue doused her enthusiasm.
"How about surfing?"
"No, Mr. Bo won’t allow that either. You can give up on all dangerous ocean sports. Mr. Bo probably doesn’t even want you to go on the jetskis, so just be good, pick up so shells on the beach, wade a bit, and let’s not think about the rest, okay?"
Jian Dan made a sullen face, "Aren’t I here to relax? Why can’t I do anything?"
Wen Xue felt like crying too but responded to Jian Dan, "Because Mr. Bo doesn’t allow it." "..."
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