The sky is silent, there is no sound, not even the light of the stars.
At this moment, Bo Junchen, who paused in his steps, became stiff and stood motionless, maintaining the movements he had just made during the phone call.
When the assistant behind him saw him like this, he didn't dare to say another word and stood frozen on the spot. He didn't move at all despite the cold wind blowing by. He pretended that he was a wooden pile, unable to see or hear. Of course, he
It wasn't what he had experienced or what kind of threats he had received, he was just afraid... afraid that Bo Junchen, who was in such an unstable state, would suddenly turn into a tyrant and take care of him.
Ahem, don't call him timid, and don't call him shy. He is just a clerk who has just joined the job. He usually does his job just fine. He can serve tea, pour water, and drive a car. He is just speculating about the Big Boss.
"Holy Will" is too difficult. Forgive him for being too shallow in practice. He really can't do this!
"Gudu——"
It must have been too long, and the frightened assistant had been stunned for too long. Seeing the big boss suddenly looking up at the sky, he subconsciously wanted to open his mouth, but he felt that his mouth was secreting too much saliva, and he almost drooled in shame.
Once it was gone, he swallowed it hurriedly.
only……
This sound was so sudden and powerful in this open land that could be called "desolate".
Even though he felt that his movements were very gentle and slow, he still disturbed the big boss who looked up at the sky.
An oppressive look was cast towards him at this moment.
The assistant, who had just swallowed his saliva before, subconsciously shrank his neck and twisted his own neck.
His face turned red.
Shame on you!
"Oh--"
Raise your eyebrows.
The tense atmosphere seemed to lighten a lot at this moment.
Bo Junchen laughed inexplicably.
A subtle laugh slowly escaped from his throat. It was short, but it was enough for his reason to completely suppress his restless heartstrings.
But the unlucky little assistant was not the know-it-all that Bo Junchen had in mind, nor was he the one who had followed Bo Junchen for many years and could guess the boss with the tacit understanding between the two, with his eyes, movements, and even micro-expressions.
A talented person with a thoughtful mind.
He felt that he was not suitable to be the general manager next to the big boss. It was too hard. It would be safer for him to resign early, lest he failed to serve the big boss well that day and instead gave himself a "snake syndrome".
"Bs...Boss..."
The skin of his upper and lower lips trembled. The little assistant shivered instinctively when Bo Junchen smiled inexplicably. He opened his mouth several times before finding his voice, but the expression on his face was sad and funny at the same time.
It makes people laugh.
"Um?"
"Boss, Mr. Bo..."
The cold response made the little assistant lose two of his three souls, and the remaining one was about to leave his head. Fortunately, he was still alert and had some adaptability. His mind was spinning rapidly, and finally he found the language function, and quickly
After organizing his thoughts, he quickly said: "Mr. Bo, do we still want to go in?"
Thinking about what Mo Ji had said to him, Bo Junchen narrowed his eyes, waved his hands as if he didn't care, and said, "No, stay where you are and wait for the people we sent to investigate come back."
Before he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something again. He opened his eyes suddenly, and his cold ink eyes just turned to the assistant, introducing him into his eyes, "The person who contacted us...and Jason, tell him that no matter what method he uses,
