Lu Jingyu felt nervous and pretended to be fine: "Mr. Huo, don't be joking."
After saying that, she glanced at Bao Sihan. The two looked at each other for a few seconds, which made her heart beat a little faster.
The atmosphere inside the car was filled with indescribable ambiguity.
Huo Qingsong was sent back first. He quickly got out of the car and hurriedly went home to negotiate with his old friends. He must strictly clean up the calligraphy circle of talented but unscrupulous people.
Under the title of Mr. Calligraphy, I have bad intentions that have nothing to do with the five virtues of calligraphy!
It’s simply an insult to calligraphy!
Afterwards, Lu Jingyu and the others arrived home.
Lu Beichen and the others were all waiting for the news. When they learned that the three children had won the award, they felt very proud.
Even Lu Xijue looked at them with admiration. He knew that the three little ones were smart, but he didn't expect them to be so outstanding.
"Uncle, there is an old woman who said something shady about us! I'm so angry!" Suisui said with a flat mouth.
"Tell your uncle quickly!" Lu Beichen looked at the three little ones with an expression worried that they would suffer a loss.
After listening to the three little ones saying what had been slandered, he immediately became furious and said, "How unreasonable!"
He controlled his electric wheelchair and was about to rush out to find someone to settle the score. Did he dare to bully his little nephew? Did he give his consent?
"Third brother, Han Fei, the copycat!"
Lu Xijue and Han Fei's eyelids twitched and they tacitly pretended not to hear.
They didn't dare to think that if Lu Beichen's leg healed, would this family be able to confine him...
Lu Jingyu couldn't help but rolled his eyes, stood up, turned off the person's wheelchair, and stopped at the door of the living room: "Bao Sihan has taken care of it, nothing will happen to you without you."
"Really?" Lu Beichen's arrogance was immediately extinguished by his sister.
Is this guy so kind?
"It's absolutely true." Lu Jingyu replied, pushing him back to the living room, forget it at home, don't go out and embarrass her.
"Oh... well, he's pretty capable!" Lu Beichen said reluctantly before giving up.
Suddenly, his impression of Bao Sihan barely improved, but the next second, he thought.
How come he has all the work of showing off as a hero!
...
After sending Lu Jingyu and the others home, Bao Sihan turned around and returned to the company.
He still had some things to deal with. He had been at the calligraphy competition all morning, and now that he was free, he had to rush over to finish it.
When he arrived at the office, as soon as Bao Sihan sat at his desk, a call came from the dedicated line.
"Sihan, come up here."
His expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of fatigue. He had been busy every day for many years.
Bao Sihan put down the phone gently and said to Tang Ze, who was about to exit, "Go up."
Tang Ze turned around, came behind him and pushed him out, and pushed him to the chairman's office with ease.
Bo Wen was holding a plan in his hand. When he saw him, he got up from the comfortable chair and walked to the sofa to sit down. During this period, his eyes never left the plan.
What project?
Bao Sihan raised his eyebrows, watched his father sit down, and glanced at the folder in his hand.
"Look." Bo Wenzheng put the plan in his hand, "I think this project is quite good. Projects with environmental protection as the theme are the future global development trend."
Bao Sihan pinched the footer and read it quickly. Overall, he found that it was indeed good, so he asked, "Which company sent it to me?"
"Ning family."
Bao Sihan's face darkened slightly, he closed the plan, raised his chin, and looked at the other party.