Chapter Eighty-Three: It's Better to ...... And he did what he wanted......
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Looking at Wu Jinbai's tone of voice, Bo Yanbai knew that tempting her to live with him was about to be in vain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
In the face of a man's invitation, she can have this sense of refusal, which makes him very satisfied, this is a way to protect herself as a girl, and he agrees.
But is this the wrong person? He's not an outsider, he's her man!
Of course, if it was him and she didn't refuse, he would be happy......
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Can't really go to him? The man looked depressed.
Then I seemed to think of something, and my eyes lit up, if the mountain doesn't come, I'll go to the mountain.
Anyway, this little guy has to go to him.
This "old man" has been carrying out various mental activities in his heart.
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"Uncle?" Wu Jinbai looked at the silent man and called softly.
However, the man who is still silent in himself: "......"
"Uncle?" She called out again, and reached out and shook it in front of his eyes.
It may be that seeing Wu Jinbai beckoning to him, the man reacted.
Wu Jinbai saw that the man was reacting this time, so he asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”
He replied softly, "It's fine." ”
Then he picked up the coat hanging on the chair and said, "Let's go." Send you back to school. ”
She sighed, put on her black and white school bag, and hurried to keep up with the man in front of her......
After Bo Yanbai sent Wu Jinbai to school, he drove back to the company directly.
In the office of the President of AK Group.
The man sitting in the swivel chair at the desk, gently playing with the pen in his hand.
And Long Jiu on the side was waiting.
He said to himself, didn't the boss have something to tell him when he called him up? Then he's been up for a long time, why don't you see what the boss said?
Long Jiu suddenly felt that his brain was a little insufficient.
He wanted to be quiet......
The pen kept going around in the man's hand for a long time, until he felt a little bored, and then stopped.
"Long Jiu." The man slightly opened his thin lips that were good-looking and sexy, and said slightly.
"Boss, what's the matter?" Long Jiu on the side saw that his boss was finally willing to "patronize" himself, and immediately walked quickly to the side of the chair where the man was sitting and replied in a low voice.
Well, Long Jiu has always given the impression of being expressionless.
Belch... Although this is seriously out of step with his heart.
"Recently, does the experimental middle school in City A have any hope that we will donate to their school?" Bo Yanbai remembered that at noon, when she listened to the little guy and her "good friend" on the phone, she vaguely said that what Xiaoqing was called, and that she was a student from City A Experimental Middle School.
Long Jiu felt a little puzzled, Yang Zhenlin, the principal of this experimental middle school, had already consciously or unconsciously went to ask Bo Yanbai for dinner and then talked about donations to the school by the way, and he didn't remember how much the man paid attention to it.
After all, being rich doesn't necessarily mean you have to be a philanthropist.
Businessmen, especially those like Bo Yanbai, are not just a few "excellent people", but also advocate the principle of profit first.
It is the one who says, and there is no business without treachery.
"Yes." Despite the great doubts in his heart, Long Jiu still responded respectfully.
Yang Zhenlin, this old guy, wanted to hold on to his big tree's leg for a long time. Bo Yanbai thought to himself.
In that case, it is better to ...... And he did what he wanted.
It was just right for Wu Jinbai to go to live with him willingly.