‘Ding dong ding dong ding~~’ The ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted the silence of the room.
Bo Zhanye retracted his thoughts, glanced at the caller ID with cold eyes, and answered the call.
"Mr. Bo, how can you do it without me? I have a cooperation project here that I would like to invite you to. I have already sent the file to your email. If you are interested, come to Country M and let us have an in-depth chat. I believe this project is
Your first successful battle."
"Okay, let me take a look."
"Okay, I'm waiting for a reply at any time. I look forward to it."
The phone hangs up.
Bo Zhanye casually clicked on his mailbox and looked at the contents of the file.
The project is indeed good, regardless of reputation or benefits, it will have considerable effects.
The only requirement is that you need to stay in country M for at least three months to supervise the project.
A complicated expression flashed across Bo Zhanye's deep eyes, and within just a second, he called the other party back:
"The project is feasible. I will go there today and arrive tomorrow. Please arrange a three-bedroom villa."
"Arrived tomorrow? Mr. Bo, did you make the decision so quickly this time?" The other party was surprised and shocked.
After all, in the past, Bo Zhanye would have given more thought to such a big project because he had elderly children at home and would not be able to travel for a long time. This time, he did not have high hopes, but he unexpectedly agreed! He even set off today!!!
Miracle, huge miracle!
After asking, fearing that Bo Zhanye would regret it, he quickly said:
"Don't worry, Mr. Bo. I'll make the arrangements right now and make sure everything is properly arranged. No, I'll give you my villa in the Chinese Center directly. You just need to sort out your personal belongings."
"Thank you." Bo Zhanye hung up the phone and sent a text message to Mo Nanxi. Then he put down the phone coldly and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After washing away last night's fatigue and the smell of alcohol, he returned to the aloof, dignified and cold Master Jiu who kept strangers away.
He came to Xiao Mo's bedroom: "Xiao Mo, get up and pack the personal belongings you need. Let's go to Country M."
Country M?
Bo Xiaomo, who didn't want to speak at all, immediately sat up with a look of surprise on his face: "Why? Why are we going to Country M?"
Only then did Bo Zhanye see the child's eyes red from crying. He walked over and sat beside the bed and said softly:
"Daddy has a project there, which will be very helpful for Daddy's future development of his own company. It needs to be there for more than three months, so I will take you and grandma there together."
"But daddy, where's the little bun? Where's the aunt?" When Bo Xiaomo talked about this topic, his voice suddenly choked:
"Although Little Baozi is that Uncle Nan's daughter... it doesn't affect my friendship with her, nor does it affect the relationship between Auntie and you. There must be a reason for what is reported in the news. Auntie must like her.
It's you.
I’m going to call now and ask Auntie to explain it clearly to you. Even if we have to go there, can we take Auntie and Little Baozi with us?”
While talking, he took out his mobile phone.
"Xiao Mo." Bo Zhanye stopped him immediately and said in a deep voice, "Even though it's hard for you to accept, Daddy and your aunt are over."
It has ended.
Cool, indifferent, and emotionless, as if talking about a dead object.
Bo Xiaomo paused, tears welling up in his eyes.
In fact, Daddy and Auntie haven't seen each other for a long time. The last time Daddy said he was going to the airport, he only went there for a few minutes. When he came back, he didn't go to reunite with Auntie. It didn't look like they were in love at all. He had long suspected their relationship.
Something went wrong...
But now that I say it, it is still so shocking and sad.
He pursed his lips: "Daddy, why? Is it because of the existence of Uncle Nan? Do you mind?
Who didn’t have a past when they were young? Don’t you also have my mommy and me? You and your aunt are even, don’t worry about her and get angry, okay?”
The child's voice was choked with sobs, and he was completely pleading.