The other party noticed his montary distraction, stepped back two steps, and stood beside him, "What’s the matter, Mr. Bo? Did you see soone you know?"
Bo Qin shook his head. Back when what happened in this hotel, although the news was blocked, the final outco obtained by the Pei Family allowed many in higher positions to sowhat guess a few things.
In other words, it must be about Bo Qin himself.
And so details and nuances, if they wanted to investigate deeply, there were still ways to check, even if the outco might not be favorable.
But fortunately, the results obtained were not bad.
Bo Qin shook his head, "No, Perhaps I was mistaken."
The other party’s gaze flickered lightly but didn’t say anything, continuing to lead him to sit down.
The cooperation went well, and the other party sincerely ca to discuss collaboration. As long as there wasn’t a significant divide between the two parties, cooperation is generally a win-win.
And having just grabbed a major piece in Fengcheng, cooperating with the Bo Group only had benefits.
So they all valued this cooperation negotiation highly.
Bo Qin saw that the other party was well-prepared; even the details were ticulously outlined, which showed the desire to collaborate.
Finally, a familiar waiter ca to pour tea, and the fog in Bo Qin’s mind quickly cleared, Zhongyu rembered who this person was.
When reviewing the surveillance, he was the waiter leading the way, standing beside Bo Qin to pour tea, Bo Qin suddenly spoke, "Do you rember ?"
How could he not rember, although Bo Qin was unconscious at that ti, Bo Qin was soone who left a lasting impression, even if he did not dare to look much at the ti, he did see him.
His hand shook, but he still nodded honestly.
"Mr. Bo, I rember."
He finished pouring the tea and stood quietly aside. Bo Qin didn’t speak, and he didn’t dare to leave by himself, trying to minimize his presence silently.
Bo Qin didn’t know why, but he was obsessed with what happened back then. He obviously felt sothing, but Lin Ye told him otherwise. So how much did this waiter in front know?
Bo Qin’s fingers rubbed the edge of the teacup, thinking for a mont, and looked at the person in charge of the cooperation, "Mr. Qu, would it be convenient for to step out to handle so matters first?"
"Of course, of course, Mr. Bo, please."
Bo Qin nodded, "Thank you."
Then, calling the waiter, he left the private room. Once outside, the assistant who ca with Mr. Qu whispered, "Mr. Qu, does Mr. Bo have sothing important to attend to?"
Mr. Qu’s fingers curled up, and he glanced at Bo Qin’s assistant who did not follow out, his gaze faint, "Probably."
"Assistant Li, aren’t you going out with Mr. Bo?"
Assistant Li heard this and shook his head slightly; he was one of the few in secretarial roles.
His face looked extrely stern, making it quite tough to approach, but with his baby face, no matter how severe or stiff, he still gave a fresh and cute sense.
This made people find it quite amusing.
"Mr. Bo didn’t ask to follow, which ans he wants to ask himself. If there is no issue from Mr. Qu’s side, you can leave first, and for subsequent cooperation, just contact directly."
Mr. Qu stroked his chin, thoughtfully.
"Actually, if Mr. Bo didn’t co on this trip, it wouldn’t have mattered, would it?"
Assistant Li was stunned and did not answer, "I don’t know."
Just kidding, could he, as a subordinate, know about Mr. Bo’s private itinerary and thoughts? Unless he found his life too idle, he knew to shut up when needed.
These were the rules taught by the workplace over the years.
They didn’t make much sense but were surprisingly practical.
Seeing that he couldn’t get anything from here, Mr. Qu didn’t say more and smiled, "In that case, let’s wait for Mr. Bo to return here together."
Assistant Li didn’t speak again, not wanting to guess what the other party was thinking, nor interested in guessing, but if the other party had any ill intentions, he didn’t mind doing sothing.
But everything had to wait for Mr. Bo to co back and confirm; he couldn’t act on his own.
...
Bo Qin took the waiter to the room he stayed in for a night back then. The setup was still familiar, but the incense inside was overwhelmingly fragrant. When he woke up that morning, he slled a faint scent. His senses told him it might not have been a dream, so who was that person?
He pondered, eyebrows tightly furrowed, looking unhappy. Of course, who could be happy after experiencing such a thing?
It was an impossible dream.
Bo Qin’s aura was too powerful, causing the waiter’s forehead to bead with sweat. He nervously placed his hands behind him, twisting them together.
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