Chapter 463

Bo Jinhua thought, how can such a big piece of cake be put in front of him without moving at all.

Bo Qian is just carrying it. He must have other attempts.

However, thin shallow Leng didn't make a sound. These things seemed to be really like air in his eyes.

He raised his hand, grabbed Bo Jinhua's hand on his shoulder, and thoughtfully hooked his lower lip: "after so many years, you are still the same as before, always so self righteous."

"Always like to impose your ideas on others."

"But I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I'm not interested."

Bo Jinhua didn't show much disappointment when he heard the speech.

He sighed, and his tone was somewhat puzzled: "I know you, thin and shallow, you shouldn't be like this. Just, you've converged a little too much. Such opportunities don't often happen in the future. If you miss them, you'll have to plan again in the future. Do you want to think, do you have the heart?"

The Secretary knocked on the door and came in to deliver coffee.

Bo Jinhua returned to normal, with no emotion on his face.

After delivering the coffee, the Secretary withdrew in silence.

Peace was restored in the house. Bo Jinhua then said, "or in other words, don't you want to retaliate against me!? you have the capital to retaliate against me when you get the company, don't you?"

Time passed minute by minute.

The two cups of warm coffee gradually lost their temperature.

Everything around became calm and unspeakable.

He stared at the cup of black coffee silently, and a voice from the bottom of his heart continued to expand.

What do you think?

He hates, hates.

I wish I could destroy all this directly.

However, it doesn't matter now.

Because he has more important things to do.

Thin shallow smiled and asked in that very slow voice.

"Isn't Bo Ye very obedient? Why don't you want him?"

Bo Jinhua also smiled: "you are the rightful heir."

Thin shallow turned around and couldn't help laughing: "when did the thin family turn to rely on blood?"

Bo Jinhua's smile was stiff for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, he recovered his rigorous appearance: "from you, I'm very traditional."

This sentence deceives people like I am very kind.

Bo Qian is checking something, but he hasn't found any clues for a long time.

He chuckled and stood up a head higher than Bo Jinhua. His posture was straight. Standing in front of Bo Jinhua, he was not generally oppressive.

A slight pick on the tip of thin and shallow eyebrows, with a thick thorn in his voice: "I don't want it. You give it to me, and I won't have the slightest interest. If you don't believe it, you can try."

Bo Jinhua looked at him quietly, and the smile on his face gradually lost.

The door was knocked open again.

The secretary came in and saw the smell of gunpowder on the two men. He shrank with fear.

Thin shallow threw her a look: "say."

The Secretary opened weakly: "Mr. Bo, I just received a call from the front desk. Someone claimed to be your father-in-law and wanted to... Find you."

Father in law?

Thin shallow and thin Jinhua frowned.

Then I thought of Gu Zhengnan and was curious.

If you can, the Secretary doesn't want to stay longer for a second. Her voice is even lower: "do you want to see me, or just send me away?"

"Go and see me."

Bo Jinhua suddenly spoke.