Chapter 585: Winning Without a Fight Is the Best Policy [1]

Hearing this, a slight smile bloomed on Aze's lips, and it immediately retracted.

In its place, there was a solemnity between the eyebrows.

"Miss, do you want to ......?"

"That old thing is the most treacherous, but it is definitely not easy to take out any money that goes into his pocket. Don't look at the fact that we have a contract in hand, and we stabbed him in the media and showed his face. As long as he doesn't force him into bricks and walls, he won't spit out those things. So, for this particular scum, we're going to have to use a more special way—"

The eyelids lifted lazily.

Bo Jinghan leaned back on the sofa, half-squinting his crystal eyes, looking at Aze.

Fingertips slid a few times on the laptop's touchpad, then closed the computer, and said in a firm tone: "You go in person and send the materials." Sue Rong Jiahe, if I don't have a special order before this weekend, let him send the materials to the relevant supervision departments! ”

"Miss, do you want to attack Ye Tengda first?"

Aze's smiling eyes lit up instantly, and then turned dark again, frowning faintly with some scruples.

"Attack him? Aze, do you think we can take advantage of this method and go head-to-head with him? ”

Asking rhetorically, Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows at him.

The fingertips follow the lines on the laptop case, casually depicted.

Without waiting for Aze to speak, he continued to answer: "In the art of war, winning without a fight is the best policy. Tough collision -- it's a stupid approach, not to mention that you can't take advantage of it, and you will get a bloody head and get into a bloody mess. Although Ye Tengda's stomach and intestines are already black and about to fall off the scum, he is cunning and cunning, and he has always been a gentleman in front of outsiders. And he has been an official for more than 20 years, and he has climbed from a small shrimp to his current position, and everyone understands how many of the so-called relevant departments are 'their own people' who are in cahoots with him and protect each other. Therefore, this trick seems to be a hard touch, but in fact, it is to use the mouths of his 'own people' to give him a wake-up call. Let him be early, and give everything that should be returned, with both hands......"

Behind him, Aze stood in place, a slightly ridiculous smile on the corner of his mouth, "Miss, I haven't offended you, have I?" ”

"Not yet."

Retracting his gaze, Bo Jinghan picked up the laptop resting on his lap, walked around the sofa and walked towards the stairs, while responding to Aze's words: "You want to say that he and I are related by blood, and I have done it too much?" Or ......"

"No, I'm glad. Thankfully, I haven't offended you - not now, and not in the future! ”

A sonorous and powerful voice, full of promises deeper and deeper than an oath.

Climb the stairs.

Bo Jinghan's footsteps paused slightly.

But she didn't look back, only a faint smile on her face.

"Aze...... Thank you! ”

Looking at her departing figure, Aze's ears seemed to have been echoing the "thank you", and a trace of warmth at the corner of his mouth slowly entered his eyes, turning into a ball of melting stars......

Second Floor -

Bo Jinghan stood outside the children's room for a while, and through the crack in the door, he glanced at the two cute treasures who were surrounding Bo Lao and listening to him tell his story.

In a moment, she walked briskly into the small study next door.

After cleaning up briefly, she picked up the sticky note sticking to the corner of the table with the flight number, and the bag related to Fiona that Aze handed her early this morning, and left directly. Jing Han stood outside the children's room for a while, and through the crack in the door, he glanced at the two cute treasures who were surrounding Bo Lao and listening to him tell his story.

In a moment, she walked briskly into the small study next door.

After cleaning up briefly, she picked up the sticky note sticking to the corner of the table with the flight number, and the bag related to Fiona that Aze handed her early this morning, and left directly.