Bo Junchen obviously didn't expect her to come back. Just as he was about to turn aside to let her in, he suddenly changed direction and walked out of the door.
And closed the door very gently.
It seemed that he was afraid of waking up the sleeping people inside.
"Hanhan, why are you so early? It's not like you haven't rested all night, right? How can you tell me how to explain to the old man? He gave me countless instructions to take good care of you..."
Bo Jinghan's eyes stared at his moving lips.
Very peaceful.
But when she held the folder with her fingertips, she unconsciously exerted some strength.
But soon, she calmed down the turbulent emotions in her heart.
Take a deep breath, smile appropriately, and speak calmly.
"This is the marketing plan for the Cynthia and Gemini series. I read it and there are some details I want to discuss with you. However, it seems inconvenient now. I just have an appointment later, so I won't talk about it until tonight.
Let’s talk about it when we come back. You can take a look at this first! Although my grandpa asked me to complete these two series independently, I am a novice after all and have no experience. I also want to hear your opinions. "
His eyes flashed cunningly.
Bao Jinghan winked at him mischievously, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "It seems I was right, Mr. Bo will have good news soon...uncle!"
After saying that, she put the plan directly into his hand, turned around and went downstairs.
Beautiful figure, brisk pace.
But at a glance, it looks so thin and lonely...
Bo Junchen held the folder and looked at the direction she left.
His fingertips unconsciously circled on the plan book. After a long time, he sighed deeply and turned around to go back to his room.
downstairs.
Aze, who heard the conversation between the two, was standing at the stairs with a cup of coffee.
He raised his eyes anxiously, looking at Bao Jinghan who was gradually slowing down, and felt a throbbing pain in his heart.
"Miss..."
"Huh? Aze, it's you!"
Bo Jinghan, who looked dazed, suddenly raised his eyes.
Meet Aze's gaze.
She quickly put away the extremely complicated hiddenness in her eyes and took the coffee cup from his hand.
Bring it to your lips.
She took a deep breath.
The aroma and bitterness of a cup of coffee filled my nostrils that were originally sour.
The heat also covered the clear eyes, and a thin mist appeared.
"Miss, you..."
"Aze's coffee tastes the best! If you stop being a housekeeper in the future, I will support you to open a coffee shop. When the time comes, considering our many years of friendship, just give me a 20% discount!"
She looked relaxed and joked with Aze.
But her eyes were vaguely warning Aze not to dig out things she didn't want to say!
And Aze has been following her for five years, and he probably understands the meaning of every look, action, and expression of hers better than she does.
I just followed her wishes and didn't ask further.
He just joked with her casually: "Miss, 20% off is not enough? I'll give you 8.5%!"
"How many?"
Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows, Aze's calm face, his eyes slanted, but fell on the letter in his hand.
"Eight point five!"
He looked at Aze with a look on his face that said, "I treat you well, right?"
Bo Jinghan couldn't swallow a sip of coffee, it was choked in his throat, he coughed and laughed, and his face turned red.
After finally catching her breath, she reached out and patted Aze on the shoulder, as if sighing and said: "Aze, your cold jokes have escalated again!"
After a pause, she mouthed the letter and asked in a low voice: "What is this?"
"It's for you." Aze changed his joking tone and said solemnly: "Master Lu sent someone to deliver it!"
