She held a gold card in her hand, which undoubtedly belonged to Bo Xilang.
Once, she took her black card without spending any money, but now she takes Bo Xilang's money?
Why is the differential treatment of women so obvious?
He returned to the office with a cold face.
Mo Nanxi, who had made a mistake last night, was shivering and was very attentive now:
"Master Jiu, I made the coffee, I cleaned the office myself, and I even bought you your favorite jasmine flowers.
By the way, all of Mr. Bo's schedules have been moved forward, and all possible problems with previous projects have been found. Mr. Bo will have to work overtime for at least ten days.
Master Jiu, if you are still dissatisfied, I will deal with it."
His attitude is quite sincere, and he is more serious than the children who make mistakes.
Bo Zhanye glanced at him coldly: "Who likes Jasmine? Take it out."
It's quite embarrassing for a grown man to like Jasmine.
What’s more, when you’re upset, everything you look at is annoying!
Mo Nanxi: "Okay, I'll throw it away right away!"
He quickly took it out and then stood respectfully at the door, waiting for the task at any time.
In the office, Bo Zhan was processing documents at night, and the only sounds in the air were the sound of pens falling on documents or typing on keyboards, which was quite depressing.
This breath is more terrifying than getting angry and beating him up.
For the first time, Mo Nanxi realized that it was wrong to consider every aspect and do things perfectly.
He used to be the kind of capable person who would ask him about the price of potatoes when Bo Zhanye asked him to ask about the price of potatoes. That's why he called the doctor last night...
Hey! Being smart is also wrong!
It's all his fault!
For several hours, Mo Nanxi stood at the door without daring to move. Even after lunch time, he did not dare to remind Bo Zhanye.
When Lan Xixi appeared with a pile of meals, his eyes lit up:
"Ms. Lan, have you come to the company?"
He originally thought that Lan Xixi was here to see Bo Zhanye, and his eyes were as bright as seeing a life-saving straw.
However, she was the executioner and sent him to the 18th level of hell.
"Well, bring lunch to Mr. Bo." Lan Xixi just said one sentence and left directly.
He paid no attention to Bo Zhanye inside, and didn't even greet him politely.
Mo Nanxi felt that the air was getting lower and gloomier.
Assy!
Kill him!
When Lan Xixi arrived at the office, it was already half past one, and Bo Xilang was still sitting at his desk busy processing documents.
She put the dishes on the table: "Let's eat first, and then we'll get busy after eating."
"Okay, don't move, I'll do it." Bo Xilang stood up, walked over, and opened the lunch box. The aroma that hit his nostrils made him surprised:
"What happened? You did it?"
"Well, didn't you say that you only have an appetite for the food I cook? I ordered the food at the restaurant, and after they took care of the ingredients, I fried it with my good right hand, so it wouldn't be in the way." Lan Xixi disagreed.
Bo Xilang was slightly startled.
When he said that, he only deliberately said it to Uncle Jiu. How could he expect her to be so serious...
"How silly. Do you think I have lived on an empty stomach for decades without you?"
"No, I can only do this thing for you. I want to do it well!" Lan Xixi felt that she was already useless and didn't want to be unable to do this thing well again.
In the atmosphere of "you, me, you", a cold voice said:
"My niece-in-law should receive the best girlfriend award if she insists on cooking even though her hand is injured."
It's ridicule, it's teasing.
Lan Xixi turned her eyes and looked at Bo Zhanye appearing at the door, and her heart tightened.