After the father and son finished talking, Bao Sihan came out, took out his phone as he thought of something, and clicked on Lu Jingyu's message box.
"I won't go back for dinner tonight." Sent.
When he arrived at his office, his phone suddenly vibrated.
Lu Jingyu replied: "Okay."
He looked at it for a few seconds before putting it away, and continued working seriously until his father called in the evening and asked him to pack up and prepare to leave.
During dinner, the Bo family mansion.
Everyone was sitting in front of delicious and rich dishes, but the atmosphere at the dinner table was not harmonious and they had different thoughts.
Mr. Bo sat in the center of the table and saw his son and grandson coming. He was really happy tonight and shouted: "Si Han, eat more."
Bao Sihan nodded, took some vegetables and put them in a bowl, but did not eat them. He said to his grandfather: "By the way, the company's lost materials have been found. They are currently in the bureau. They can be retrieved soon after the process is completed. As for
Who snatched it away is still being traced. It was just an insider's work and should be found out soon."
The old man's thoughts were unpredictable and his expression was calm, as if he had not heard anything.
Bo Wenchuan had been secretly observing the two of them. When he saw this scene, he looked cold and took the opportunity to complain: "You have always been responsible for this matter. When something like this happened, it was a bit of a lack of supervision."
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Bao Sihan with mocking eyes.
Bao Sihan ignored his gaze and only stared at the dishes on the table. Hearing that he was deliberately making things difficult, he said calmly: "I heard that my second uncle has suffered losses in overseas business recently. Why didn't I hear you report it?"
He brought the topic to Bo Wenchuan in an understatement, then slowly raised his head and looked at the person with sharp eyes.
There was a dining table between the two of them, and there was a smell of gunpowder smoke as their eyes seemed to collide.
Bo Wenchuan's face changed slightly. Seeing his nephew's tough attitude and being forced to speak, he felt a little uncomfortable and even more surprised.
How did he know this?
Immediately, the old man came over with sharp eyes and asked sternly: "What's going on?"
Bo Wenchuan's heart trembled. He held his father's scrutinizing gaze, swallowed his saliva, and said slightly nervously: "No, there was just something wrong, but it is only a small loss, and we are already saving it."
His palms were sweating constantly and his eyes were a little wandering. However, Bo Wenchuan was sitting far away and the lights in the mansion were not very bright, so the old man naturally didn't notice it.
He was just a little annoyed. He could probably guess that those losses were not as insignificant as his son said. He shouted sternly: "I have long advised you to be cautious when investing in business. Don't pounce on the superficial benefits. Be careful."
There is a ditch at the bottom, and you will fall into the ditch in one fell swoop!"
Mr. Bo has been abdicated for many years. As long as it is not a big deal, he usually doesn't pay much attention to it and can only make a few casual remarks.
Naturally, he didn't ask too much about the reasons why Bo Wenchuan caused the losses, thinking it was just an ordinary investment risk.
But Bo Sihan, who was not far away, could see it. The more guilty this man was, the more evil he was.
Bo Wenchuan nodded in agreement, fearing that the old man might ask something else, and then he heard a voice.
"Then let's report this matter to the morning meeting tomorrow."
Bo Wenzheng saw that the time was ripe and spoke.
Bo Wenchuan's face was gloomy. At the moment, it was obvious that the two father and son were playing along and playing tricks on him!