Chapter 802 Please face up to this important issue!
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After looking at it for a while, Bo Xingzhi put away the picture. A sharp light shot out of his dark eyes, and he sighed softly.
He couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and send Ruan Su a WeChat message, "Are you asleep?"
In the dead of night, I feel particularly lonely and miss you so much.
Ruan Su responded to him quickly and made a direct video call.
Bo Xingzhi curled his lips, pressed the answer button, and saw the familiar cute little face on the phone screen.
"Honey, have you finished taking a shower?"
He noticed that her hair was still damp.
Ruan Su nodded, "I just finished washing. What's wrong? Miss me?"
She asked smoothly, and the man answered smoothly, "Of course. I miss you so much that I can't sleep."
Ruan Su wore a dark red silk nightgown, which made her skin look even more rosy, making her extremely alluring.
Bo Xingzhi lowered his head and glanced between his legs, and couldn't help but sigh again.
Not only does his mind think about it, his body also thinks about it.
Uncomfortable.
Ruan Su smiled at him while wiping his hair, "If I can't sleep, I'll count the sheep. I'll fall asleep after counting a few."
This...can't be cured by counting sheep.
Bo Xingzhi's narrow eyes were filled with a hint of fire, mixed with forbearing desire and a strong possessiveness.
"Wife, kiss me."
"Oh, how can we kiss through the screen?" Ruan Su threw the towel aside, "Are you childish?"
"When I meet you, I become childish. I just want you to kiss me." Bo Xingzhi's eyes were filled with longing, "Just a kiss is enough."
Ruan Su had no choice but to kiss him directly at the screen, "Trojan horse~~~"
Her red lips were as beautiful as petals, which made Bo Xingzhi become more and more distracted.
"Did the show not go well today? I saw the news." Bo Xingzhi looked at Ruan Su with concern, "If there is anything you need my help with..."
"I can handle it myself." Ruan Su felt warm and interrupted him. "It's just a small matter, you don't need to worry about it. What about you? What have you been doing these two days?"
When Bo Xingzhi heard her brisk voice, he knew that she had solved the problem perfectly.
He curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely speed up my life to live with you."
The man's voice was hoarse, so sexy it could almost make your ears pregnant.
Ruan Su was stunned, "What are you going to do?"
Or what is he going to do?
What's coming?
"Don't worry about it, I'll be fine. Wife, trust me." Bo Xingzhi smiled, "It's late at night, go to bed early."
"Don't hide anything from me, otherwise I will worry." Ruan Su straightened his face and looked at his handsome face, "It took a lot of effort for us to get here... As long as you are safe, I don't care about other things."
"I know." After Bo Xingzhi said that, he kissed Ruan Su through the screen and then hung up the phone, "Good night."
"Good night."
After hanging up the phone, Ruan Su lay on the bed, always feeling a little uneasy.
What does this man want to do?
The next morning, the sky was overcast and filled with thick, low gray-yellow turbid clouds.
This low-pressure weather makes people feel inexplicably uncomfortable, as if they are being filled by a big stone.
The president's assistant wore a gray suit and came to the door of Bo Xingzhi's room. He gently raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Master, it's time for us to leave."
"Got it." A deep voice came from inside the room.
Soon, the door to the room was opened, and a slender figure appeared in front of the assistant. The man wore a black suit with a white shirt and tie of the same color.
The whole person looked imposing and cold.
Coupled with his slender height, he always has a scornful temperament.
The assistant was shocked for two seconds before he came to his senses and said, "Master, please come this way."
Bo Xingzhi glanced at him and walked out with his long legs.
Song Yan also followed immediately.
The three of them got into the car together, and the car slowly drove out of the Presidential Palace and headed towards the meeting location.
"This meeting is not in the presidential palace?" Bo Xingzhi frowned slightly.
"Yes, it will be held at the Convention and Exhibition Center. There will be many big shots attending, and the conference room of the Presidential Palace is still a bit small." The assistant quickly explained, "Don't worry, young master, I will get you there safely."
This should be an ordinary meeting to discuss people's livelihood or other financial matters.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many people participating.
The president also said something about an important meeting, haha - it was indeed a lie.
For such an insignificant meeting, you only need to show up and listen to various reports made by big guys from all walks of life. It will be ok to listen to it all morning.
Bo Xingzhi had almost guessed the content of the meeting.
Sure enough, after arriving at the scene, I saw many formally dressed big guys walking towards the venue with their work IDs around their necks.
Bo Xingzhi and Song Yan put on their work ID cards respectively and followed the flow of people into the venue.
Fortunately, his position is in the front.
After everyone arrived, the meeting officially started soon.
The entire meeting was so boring that it made me sleepy.
Just when Bo Xingzhi's sharp-jointed fingers were holding a pen and taking minutes of the meeting, he suddenly heard a loud voice asking, "Mr. President! What should I do about the ZZ organization? They are constantly harassing people at the border. If they don't rectify it,
If so, the consequences would be disastrous."
zz organization? These four words instantly aroused Bo Xingzhi's interest. He raised his eyes slightly and saw a tall man with an upright face, glaring angrily at the president sitting at the head of the stage, who was his father.
The president obviously didn't want to discuss the issue, nor did he want to bring it up on this occasion.
He said coldly, "Minister Wang, please be quiet. Let's discuss the next topic. What should we do if today's young people are unwilling to work in farming?"
"Mr. President, why don't you face up to this very important matter?" Minister Wang roared very angrily.
"General Manager Wang, please understand the situation clearly! Please come to my office to discuss this matter with me in detail!" The President glanced at Minister Wang with a sinister expression and continued to discuss trivial matters with everyone.
Minister Wang was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, but in the end he could only sit down helplessly.
Bo Xingzhi's eyes fell on the table in front of Minister Wang, Minister of Security Wang Lei.
He said softly, "It seems that this man is quite upright."
Song Yan also stretched his neck and glanced at Wang Lei, "The Ministry of Security is in charge of the security of the entire country...So, he must have discovered something. Young Master, we..."
"Yes." Bo Xingzhi nodded.
Song Yan understood immediately, "I understand."
The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not speak any more, but continued to listen to the president and others discussing trivial issues.
*
Ye Family Manor.
Ruan Su looked at the gloomy sky outside the window and raised his eyebrows, "The weather today is really bad."
Mrs. Ye took a sip of porridge and said, "That's not true. Don't go out in this kind of weather. I just heard the weather forecast and it's going to rain."
"I know, grandma." Ruan Su smiled and continued to eat breakfast. Tomorrow she and Shang Lingxiao would go to the cultural expo.
She still needs to prepare some things for the cultural fair.
After eating breakfast, she was about to contact Shang Lingxiao, but the other party called her.
"Xiao Su, have you prepared your exhibit items?"
Ruan Su was looking for his bookshelf, "I remember I had an orphan copybook. I wanted to take it with me. I was looking for it...why couldn't I find it?"
"If not, let me prepare one for you. I have a lot of calligraphy and paintings here, as well as some antique porcelain and everything." Shang Lingxiao's voice had a hint of warmth, "The unique copybook must be
Thousands of years ago, right? What if someone takes a fancy to this kind of thing and it gets stolen? I’m not afraid of thieves stealing it, I’m afraid that thieves will miss it.”
Ruan Su smiled after hearing this, "Brother, you usually help me a lot. Why do I need you to help me prepare exhibits for a cultural expo? The Ye family also has a lot of other things, so it is suitable to bring them to the cultural expo.
Use it. I'll just go look for it in the warehouse."
Shang Lingxiao heard the rejection in Ruan Su's tone and felt a little disappointed, "Why are you so polite to your brother?"
"Oh, don't you have children and a wife now?" Ruan Su said and hung up the phone, "I won't tell you anymore, I'll go look for it in the warehouse."
Shang Lingxiao looked at the hung up phone with a cold expression on his face.
Both a child and a wife, how could that bitch Jian Xin deserve to be his wife?
As for the child... he's just a bastard.
When Ruan Su first came to the Ye family, the old lady gave her a lot of treasures, and she put them all in the Ye family's warehouse.
This warehouse contains not only hers but also other people's.
Some valuable items and the like are stored here.
She found a painting by a painter from the Qing Dynasty among her treasures.
It's also considered decent and not a loss of face.
After all, he is also Mr. Wen's apprentice, isn't he? He has to be able to handle things.
What's more, I heard that there will be some calligraphy competitions and poetry competitions at tomorrow's cultural fair...
Headache.
As soon as she came out of the warehouse, she found that it was raining outside, and huge raindrops were falling. Before she could even run to the main house, it was already raining heavily.
She was drowned from head to toe.
She protected the calligraphy and painting in her arms so that they would not be damaged by the rain.
I ran back in a hurry and met Song Jiayan who had just come downstairs, "Xiao Su, what are you doing?"
Song Jiayan wore a lavender home clothes, with her hair hanging loosely on her back, and she looked lazy.
"Oh, I went to the warehouse to get a painting." Ruan Su looked down at the painting in his arms and put it on the table, "I'll go upstairs to take a shower and change some clothes. I'm all wet."
Song Jiayan looked at the painting she put on the table, walked over, picked it up and looked at it, "It's from the Qing Dynasty?"
"What does Xiao Su do with this painting?" Ye Yanli also came over, "This painting is worth some money."
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