Bo Wenchuan quickly picked up the phone and just called him dad when he was scolded by the person on the other end of the phone.
In order to save the last bit of face, Bo Wenchuan could only walk outside the door and replied in a huffy voice, "Yes, yes, it's me who failed to fulfill my responsibility as a father."
"Yes, everything you said is right."
...
The next day, the old man came to see Bo Nanxuan again.
He stared at his grandson's face, asked a few simple questions, and then left without sitting for long.
However, before leaving, he said a few words to Bo Wenchuan as usual.
The old man was sitting in the car returning to his old house with his eyes closed and concentrating. The housekeeper glanced at him and asked, "Do you want to check?"
The old man smiled, but his smile quickly faded away, and he spoke softly.
"check."
He had doubts last night, and today's trip was specifically to confirm whether Bo Nanxuan was lying.
"You know again?" He raised the corners of his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face trembled.
The old man did not explain his guess to others.
The housekeeper shook his head with a half-smile, "I just know you won't make a special trip just to talk nonsense."
The old man snorted softly and continued to close his eyes to rest, thinking again of the middle-aged man Bo Nanxuan mentioned.
The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he told the housekeeper: "We still don't know who has reached out abroad, so be careful with your investigation."
"good."
Three days later, at noon.
Mr. Bo asked someone to come and have dinner with him.
And the person eating with him was the person in charge of the Bo family.
"Eat more." Mr. Bo put a piece of beef on Bao Sihan's plate with a faint smile on his lips.
"Okay, grandpa, please eat more." Bao Sihan nodded, picked up the piece of beef with excellent taste, and put it in his mouth.
After finishing the beef, he said, "By the way, Grandpa, if you feel uncomfortable in any way, you must say it in time and don't hide it alone."
Bao Sihan was influenced by Lu Jingyu during this period, and unconsciously thought of telling his grandpa this kind of advice.
Mr. Bo smiled and said happily: "Okay, I'm interested."
Immediately, he picked up the hot tea at hand, blew on it and asked, "Hey, after you said that, I suddenly remembered that Bo's had a cooperation project about imported drugs. How is it developing now?"
Bo Sihan put down his chopsticks and searched for drug cooperation projects in his mind.
But, there are too many.
Bo's has many new projects, large and small, every day.
Bao Sihan couldn't help but tilted his head, looked at his grandfather and asked, "Which one are you referring to?"
"It was in June last year. I remember you talked about it in person." The old man blew away some of the heat and took a small sip. He found that it was not so hot anymore and took two more sips before putting it down.
"I remembered."
A person flashed in Bao Sihan's mind. He picked up his chopsticks and said while picking up vegetables: "The development of that project is okay, but it won't last long. It is estimated that it will be stopped next year."
"Have you discussed it with the partner?" The old man looked at him and said calmly.
"Not yet, we will notify you in advance when it comes."
"Have they launched any new projects? I think they have a good vision and a good understanding of social development trends. You should learn more." The old man asked kindly, but at the end he became a little more serious.
He had to hold on tighter to the only heir to the Bo family.