At the door of the study, I suddenly remembered that Mr. Bo pays attention to rules, and quickly stopped, adjusted his anxious mentality, and then knocked on the door and entered.
"Hey, what brought you back?" Mr. Bo was wearing a pair of reading glasses and holding a book in his hand. When he saw Bo Wenchuan come in, he was surprised, not surprised, but he had a tone of disgust.
Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, and his children and grandchildren will not think of coming back to see this bad old man like him.
Bo Wenchuan smiled forcefully, thinking about where to start. Mr. Bo ignored him and changed his position to get another book.
"Dad, I came back today because I have something I want to ask you about." Bo Wenchuan thought for a while and said to Mr. Bo in a calm tone.
"It's Nan Xuan. This kid wants to learn how to do business, but he doesn't know anything. He was tricked by others abroad. The money invested in the business was all loans. Now that the person ran away, the creditor
I detained Nanxuan."
Bo Wenchuan suddenly told a lie, but he had no confidence in it. He tugged at the corner of his clothes and continued, "None of the lenders are good people. I don't have much money on hand. Nanxuan is also your grandson. Take a look.
cannot......"
"No!" The decisive refusal came from Mr. Bo, however.
The study door was pushed open from outside.
Bo Sihan's figure appeared in the study.
Mr. Bo lifted up from his book and saw Bo Sihan coming in.
"What's going on? One or two of them came back in a hurry today?"
This question was asked to Bao Sihan. Mr. Bo put down his book and walked out from behind the simple and heavy desk. He walked to the big sofa and sat down on crutches, looking at his son and grandson.
When Bo Wenchuan saw Bao Sihan appear, he screamed something bad in his heart.
Sure enough, without giving him a chance to argue, Bao Sihan spoke directly to Mr. Bo.
"Grandpa, Nan Xuan has been addicted to gambling recently. He often visits foreign casinos and borrowed hundreds of millions of dollars in debt from the casinos. When he couldn't pay back, he was detained by the casino."
Mr. Bo's face became heavy, and Bo Wenchuan's face turned pale again.
Bao Sihan looked at him and said, "So when my second uncle came back today, he probably wanted you to help them pay off their gambling debt."
As these words fell, Bo Wenchuan's heart fell into the abyss.
"Is what Si Han said true?" Mr. Bo asked Bo Wenchuan.
"Dad..." Bo Wenchuan didn't dare to admit it yet and wanted to quibble again, but when he met the old man's burning eyes, he couldn't lie anymore and could only plead, "Dad, Nanxuan is still young.
That child is ignorant and was tricked into gambling. He is also your grandson. Please save him. Let Nan Xuan come back first. If there is anything wrong, you can teach him a lesson."
"It's really good!" Mr. Bo looked at Bo Wenchuan with anger on his face, "The younger ones can gamble, the older ones can cheat. My Bo family has taught such good descendants like you!"
Mr. Bo grabbed the hand of the crutch, shook it and put it down, and tapped the crutch on the ground. Because the ground was covered with thick carpet, it made no sound.
It took a while before Mr. Bo couldn't help it anymore.
"Go away, get out of here. I don't have such embarrassing descendants as you. Nanxuan is your son. You, the father, also have problems. I won't interfere in this matter. You and your son will solve it on your own!"
Mr. Bo breathed heavily, stood up, and walked out of the study with a clear attitude that he would not interfere.