Lin Chaoyang hesitated for two minutes, and finally raised his hand and knocked on the door in front of him.

When he came back this morning, the guard said that he had already returned to the company at around 7 o'clock in the evening.

Lin Chaoyang doesn't have to see Bo Wunian know that he must be in a bad mood now. He should have avoided this gun, but in this situation, he avoided the gun. When Bo Wunian's anger faded, this matter will only be even more serious.

Oops.

Lin Chaoyang was ready to get angry in his late years, but after knocking on the door twice, the people inside still didn't make any noise.

He was a little suspicious that the guard had misjudged the person, and that Bo Wunian had not come back yet.

Just as he was hesitating, he knocked on the door for the third time, and finally heard the low voice of Bo Wunian from inside: "Come in."

Lin Chaoyang took a breath and pushed open the door with his hand. The smell of cigarettes came, each of which was seven or eight meters away. He could see the young young man sitting in front of the desk at a glance.

Bo Wunian leaned against an office chair, and the ashtray on the office desk was filled with cigarette butts. His hand hanging on one side was holding a cigarette. His usually cold face was even colder at this moment.

Lin Chaoyang had never seen such a twilight years before. He called out carefully: "Mr. Bo?"

Bo Wunian moved slightly, raised his hand to take a sip of cigarette, and said coldly while spitting out smoke, "Say."

A word prominent in mono is so cold that it makes people feel cold.

Lin Chaoyang shivered and said what happened half an hour ago in fear: "...There are hot discussions on this matter online now. Mr. Bo just went to the hospital for emergency treatment last night. Should we make a hot search?

Press it?"

Hearing his words, Bo Munian suddenly sneered coldly: "What did you say to suppress?"

He suddenly raised his head, and his black eyes were as cold as ice.

Lin Chaoyang was stiff and did not dare to look at Bo Wunian: "Press up the hot search."

"No pressure."

Lin Chaoyang was shocked and a little unbelievable, "But in this way, Mr. Bo will-"

"Are you my grandfather's secretary now or my secretary?"

Although he often has a twilight and uncertain age, he rarely says such seriousness.

Lin Chaoyang has been by Bo Wunian for seven or eight years. This is the second time he has heard Bo Wunian say such things.

His face turned slightly pale: "Sorry, Mr. Bo, I was wrong."

Bo Wunian pinched his cigarette and "Go out."

Lin Chaoyang was granted a general amnesty and quickly turned around and left the office.

Lin Chaoyang left the office in a cold sweat. As soon as he closed the door, he turned around and saw Zhou Zile coming.

"Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Zile was in a bad mood and nodded from her usual jokes, and nodded: "A Nian is inside?"

Lin Chaoyang nodded, "Mr. Bo——"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Zile pushed open the door and went in.

Zhou Zile entered the door and spoke loudly at Bo Wunian: "A Nian, you were fooled by Shen Chu, do you know?"

As soon as Zhou Zile finished speaking, he lowered his head and met Bo Wunian's eyes that were not emotional at all.

It has been a long time since he saw Bo Wunian. Although he has known Bo Wunian for so many years, when Bo Wunian looked at him so coldly, Zhou Zile still felt cold in his heart: "This morning, what Shen Jinsheng said

Have you read those words? Shen Chu never thought about remarrying you, she is—”

"Bang--"

Bo Wunian, who had not spoken, suddenly raised his hand and smashed a ornament on the desktop to the bookcase next to it. The glass of the bookcase was smashed directly. The loud noise made Zhou Zile's scatter directly.
Chapter completed!