He turned the pen in his hand and raised his eyebrows:
"You mean, you still suffered a loss?"
certainly!
Could it be that he was at a disadvantage?
Lan Xixi said angrily: "I am still an unmarried girl, and you are a married uncle, so of course I will suffer."
Unmarried girl.
Married uncle.
The two words are completely different in contrast.
Bo Zhanye sneered, his smile melting like ice and snow under the light, very beautiful and charming.
He didn't say anything, just looked at her straightly, watching her face to say those words.
The burning eyes made Lan Xixi feel guilty and panicked.
In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore and was defeated:
"Okay, you are the superior Bo Zhanye, and I am an ordinary common man. I am not at a disadvantage, but you are at a disadvantage, okay?"
She swore that she only lost to his identity and status.
If you consider gender and age separately, she will definitely suffer.
Bo Zhanye hummed without humility: "Since you realize your mistake, listen to me today and serve me."
"!!!"
I've seen thick-skinned people, but never this thick-skinned!
etc......
"Serve? How to serve?" Lan Xixi looked at him in disbelief.
Wouldn't he want to...
Bo Zhanye saw her folding her arms tightly, with a worried and vigilant look on her face. He understood everything and said in a faint voice:
"I just asked you to serve tea and water. What do you think I'm going to do?"
Ahem!
"No, no, I don't think so. You want to drink tea now, right? I'll make it for you right away."
Lan Xixi felt guilty and got up and ran away, her movements as fast as a nimble little rabbit.
Bo Zhanye smiled on his lips, doting and interesting.
Outside the office, Lan Xixi blushed and stamped her feet.
He was serious just now, but she thought wrongly! How embarrassing!
"Madam, how can I help you?" the secretary's voice sounded.
Lan Xixi came back to her senses and looked at the beautiful woman in front of her. There was such a sexy and hot secretary in the office, so why did he need her to serve him?
She pursed her lips and said, "It's okay. Where is the tea room? I'll make a cup of tea for the president."
"Tea?" The secretary frowned in surprise: "The president drinks coffee all the time and doesn't like tea."
Is it like this?
Lan Xixi quickly changed her words and said: "Wrong, make coffee, coffee."
The secretary smiled with red lips: "Go straight here, just turn left."
"Okay, thank you." Lan Xixi walked away.
What a risk, she didn't even know Bo Zhanye's preferences just now. If it had been anyone else, she might have become suspicious.
She didn't notice at all that a figure in the corner had already seen this scene.
It's strange, Lan Jiao has been to the company countless times, how come she doesn't know where the tea room is?
What's even more strange is that Lan Jiao has been with Bo Zhanye for more than ten years and knows Bo Zhanye's preferences very well. How can she talk about making tea?
Bo Zhengde had a vague feeling that things would not be that simple.
"As a backup gift, go to the Lan family's banquet tonight and pay attention to Lan Jiao's every move."
"yes."
...
Most of the next day.
Lan Xixi was in Bo Zhanye's office, scrolling through her cell phone out of boredom.
Inadvertently, she turned to the group of classmates and subconsciously clicked in.
There were a lot of messages in it, mostly from Lin Meiyan and her classmate Aitnan Jingting, asking him for details on when he would return to China, but he did not reply.
She couldn't help but scroll to the top and click on his profile picture.
It was a regular photo similar to an ID photo, with a white shirt, neat short hair, extremely clear and three-dimensional, and clean and upright eyes.