Chapter 332: Cursed Gift [1]
"Ran away?"
It took so much trouble to get that guy out, and he still ran away?!
Bo Jinghan responded coldly: "Run, run, if he is really so cowardly, let him roll as far as possible." ”
Flipping the phone, Bo Jinghan turned his head and leaned into the saddle.
The substitute driver in front of him is not clear.
Lu Yan knew what this girl was fighting against.
"Busy work?"
Raising his eyebrows, Bo Jinghan squinted his eyes at Lu Yan and pouted: "I don't know if it's in vain, but if someone steals it, it should be considered to have completed the task." As for the rest, the path is his own choice, and it depends on his own creation! ”
Lu Yan silently curled the corners of her mouth, and reached out to brush the broken hair covering her eyes in front of her forehead.
Bo Jinghan seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and stiffened slightly.
But he soon relaxed again, letting his fingertips slip and fall.
Then I heard him sigh without leaving a trace, and then said, "Lie down for a while!" Far from the Bo family manor......"
*
Friday.
At the end of the interview, Bo Jinghan got into the nanny car and was about to leave.
A security guard suddenly knocked on her car window.
Fiona, who was in the passenger seat, pulled open the door and negotiated with the security guard.
Soon, she held an extremely delicately packaged box and handed it to Bo Jinghan.
"Cynthia, that security guard uncle just said that a fan asked him to give this to you."
In the back seat, Bo Jinghan was holding the tablet, watching intently.
Hearing Fiona's words, she looked up at the box, but something bad appeared in her heart, her brows furrowed without a trace, and she whispered: "Put it down!" ”
On the side, the entertainment reporter who gave Bo Jinghan an exclusive interview looked at the box with exquisite packaging and was a little curious.
looked at Bo Jinghan, who didn't know what to look at, and asked softly: "Don't you want to know what the fans sent to you, Cynthia?" Or are you not impressed by the enthusiasm of your fans? ”
Bo Jinghan, who was disturbed again, had to let go of what was at hand.
When I looked up, I just wanted to speak, but I heard Fiona say something first.
"Look. My family's Cynthia cherishes the hearts of the fans. Generally, when I get home, I take it apart one by one. Including the handwritten letters sent by fans, she will read them through! ”
As an agent, Fiona stood up absolutely competently and defended Bo Jinghan.
Of course, she also knows better than anyone what those fan letters and gifts are.
Because the address is the address of her apartment, she is the one who reads the letter, and she is the one who opens the gift......
"Cynthia, less than a month after you returned home, you have already set off a media craze. Now, as soon as your advertisement is broadcast, it has been rated as a 'national goblin' by the majority of netizens, and the series of products have also been sold well, and the effect has been widely acclaimed. For you personally......"
"Reporter Yang, I'm sorry, I don't like to talk about this when I'm not working. However, we can talk about other things, such as recent films, or the recently concluded Milan Spring Fashion Week. ”
Light smile.
Bo Jinghan interrupted the reporter's questioning, his voice was clear, but his tone was cold and detached.
The entertainment reporter knew that he had a lot of mouths, and he stuck out his tongue apologetically.
The atmosphere was cold.
Fiona was probably afraid that this embarrassment would affect the report of this interview, so she hurriedly spoke: "Cynthia, why don't you take it apart now?" You can also share it with Reporter Yang! ”
Bo Jinghan didn't care about his jaw head.
Undo the ribbon on the box and lift the lid.
It was a bloody mess in front of my eyes......