Chapter 213: Questioning

"Of course, is there anyone else?" It was rare that Du Hao didn't hang up the phone when he asked such an idiotic question.

"Mr. Du, what about the time?" Secretary Zhang asked.

"It's going to be a week." Du Hao said, "I'm about to arrive at the company now, you can help me...... No, you help me think about this, I don't need you to do the personal work recently, you let Secretary Yu come in and help me sort the documents. ā€

"Okay, President." Secretary Zhang hung up the phone, crying in his heart, he has always made the most money doing the most miscellaneous work, and now he suddenly only uses his brain, and he doesn't know if he will deduct his salary.

Secretary Zhang has this idea because this matter is related to Mr. Du's emotions, the last time he gave a glass of water, he was deducted from his salary, this time I don't know if I think badly or will be deducted, it is really unjust.

"Are you alright, Secretary Zhang?" With the secretary frowning, he asked, "You don't look very well." ā€

Secretary Zhang shook his head: "I'm fine." ā€

Secretary Yu nodded, turned around and was about to leave, Secretary Zhang hurriedly said, "Secretary Yu hasn't had anything to do lately, right?" ā€

"Yes." Secretary Yu thought for a while and said, "The estimated time of the president's business trip for the first two days is about a month, so there are no appointments recently, and it is relatively free." ā€

"That's right, Mr. Du recently sent me a new task, and I need to be responsible, so I hope you can help me sort it out here." Secretary Zhang said.

"Okay." Secretary Yu hesitated: "Did the president say so?" Are there any new tasks lately? ā€

"No, it's a private matter." Secretary Zhang flickered over, "The president has asked for a lot of help." ā€

"I will." Secretary Zhang said that since she couldn't ask, she would stop in moderation, put down the cup in her hand, and turned around to prepare for the office.

"That, Secretary Yu." Secretary Zhang pushed the frame of his glasses, a little innocent: "If no one has made an appointment recently, will your salary still be paid?" ā€

Although Secretary Yu was a little confused, he still replied: "Yes." ā€

"Oh." Secretary Zhang was relieved.

Lin Boyang didn't come to the company today, the reason was that Song Lan finally came to his arms again, and he didn't have a reason not to be lazy with this bed.

After Lin Boyang put down the phone, the sleepiness gradually came again, and he held Song Lan in his arms again, wanting to make up for a return to sleep. Song Lan's consciousness gradually sobered up, so she removed Lin Boyang's hand and planned to get up by herself.

"Sleep again, why do you get up so early, and there is nothing to do." Lin Boyang said.

"Do you think everyone is like you, pig, you eat, sleep, sleep and eat every day." Song Lan was disgusted, sat up and put on her clothes, and muttered, "I don't know what happened to Shishi." ā€

"Then you really don't have to worry, after all, how much Brother Hao likes poetry is obvious to everyone, can you still sell Xia Shishi?" Lin Boyang asked with a hitch.

"That's right." Song Lan was convinced.

"So, don't worry about the emperor and the eunuchs, it's better for us to stay a little longer." Lin Boyang said.

"Why should I stay a little longer?" Song Lan asked, and then suddenly remembered the topic that had not yet been resolved: "Do you like me or not?" ā€

"I ......" Lin Boyang was about to speak, when he suddenly reacted to this question, some

Jam.

"Can you understand President Du's feelings for Xia Shishi, why don't you know if you like me or not?" Song Lan asked.

"I—I don't know." Lin Boyang stammered, he had so many girls, but because of his identity, as long as it was a gathering of the rich second generation, he didn't seem to lack a female companion by his side. But he is still very picky, and there are very few girls he has touched.

It's really a bit embarrassing to ask him so suddenly if he likes to get feelings, if he admits it, then he can only have a woman like her around him, but if he doesn't agree...... He didn't know how he felt, and to put it bluntly, he didn't bother to think about it.

Song Lan bent down, flipped out her mobile phone from the bag that fell on the ground, opened the recording file, and the clear conversation reached Lin Boyang's ears.

"You're saying it again?"

"I said, I like you!"

This dialogue was rediscovered by Song Lan, and it was still the original voice, and Lin Boyang had to face the problem squarely.

"Isn't this relationship good now?" Lin Boyang asked.

After Lin Boyang said this, Song Lan was silent.

Lin Boyang thought for a while and said, "Isn't it good for us to keep going like this?" ā€

Song Lan may have seen Lin Boyang's thoughts, and she sneered: "If you really think so, then let's end this relationship." ā€

"No, why!" Lin Boyang said.

"Why not?" Song Lan asked.

Lin Boyang didn't know how to answer.

"Lin Boyang, don't be too selfish, after all, a woman's youth is limited, now that I've had enough, I don't want to play, I want to end it." Song Lan said: "If you don't have your own thoughts, maybe it's the fate of marriage...... That's right, you people seem to be particular about this, right? ā€

"It's the same, I had fantasies that I shouldn't have, so I decided to end the relationship." Song Lan looked at Lin Boyang: "In the future, we will return to the bridge and return to the road." ā€

After Song Lan finished speaking, she breathed a sigh of relief, got up and opened the door. Lin Boyang was shocked by this remark, and he didn't know how to pull it from Du Hao and Xia Shishi to himself.

"Wait a minute." Lin Boyang also quickly put on his pajamas and asked, "What do you mean by the last sentence you just said?" ā€

"Didn't learn the language well? That is to say, we are separated, and we will never see each other in old age. Song Lan glanced at him and said.

"No, I mean the last one." Lin Boyang asked.

Song Lan lowered her head and fell into a suspicious silence, Lin Boyang opened his mouth and asked tentatively, "Is that what I thought?" ā€

"Yes! I just like you, what's wrong? Song Lan yelled at him: "I heard you say how happy I am to like me, and Shishi persuaded me at that time, saying that you may be drunk and you won't remember when you wake up, I don't believe it yet." ā€

Song Lan burst into tears as she spoke. This is the first time Lin Boyang has seen Song Lan crying, and he stood aside helplessly: "I, I ......"

"What are you!" Song Lan was obviously angry: "Get out of the way, I'll go home." ā€

Lin Boyang looked at Song Lan's tearful appearance, his heart hurt as if he had been pricked, and he hurriedly said: "I was wrong, don't cry, man, okay?" ā€

"You're the man's wife!" Song Lan wiped the tears from her face and replied.

"I, I think I might like you

Yes. Lin Boyang said hesitantly.

Song Lan looked at him and knew that this person didn't have a bottom in his heart, but he must have a good feeling.

Song Lan calmed down: "I won't force you anymore, maybe what I said today is indeed a bit fast-paced, but I want you to think about it, if you really don't like me, just tell me directly." ā€

Lin Boyang was still standing in front of Song Lan, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Get out of the way, I'm leaving." Song Lan kicked Lin Boyang.

Lin Boyang turned sideways, and Song Lan walked out of him: "Contact me if you want to understand." ā€

quickly left Lin Boyang's house.

Lin Boyang drank alcohol last night, so the car was driven by Song Lan, and his car was parked outside. Lin Boyang slowly went downstairs and saw Song Lan getting into the car very neatly and driving away.

It doesn't seem to be a souvenir at all.

Lin Boyang has no concept of starting a family, don't look at the number of girls he has contacted, in fact, he has never been in love, and Lin Boyang has never expressed his opinion on marriage.

He took out his cell phone and called his father.

Father Lin quickly answered the phone, and it began with a loud greeting: "Stinky boy, it is said that you didn't go to Xiaohao?" Look at how many calls Lao Tzu has made to you, and you haven't answered any of them, it's not on purpose! ā€

Du Hao removed the mobile phone from his ear, and looked at the call interface to realize that Father Lin had made eight calls before Du Hao called him, and he didn't receive any of them.

But now is not the time to talk about this, Lin Boyang called wistfully: "Dad." ā€

Father Lin stopped and asked when he heard that Lin Boyang was not interested, "What's wrong?" Not happy? "Father Lin still cares about his son very much.

"Hmm." Lin Boyang didn't hide it: "I want to ask something." ā€

"Say, what else can stump you?" Father Lin asked.

"I want to ask if you will let me marry after that?" Lin Boyang said bluntly.

Father Lin didn't expect him to ask this question: "What?" Want to get married? ā€

"No, I'm just asking." Lin Boyang said that getting married was something he had never thought about, and he always felt too early in his own world.

"Oh, that's the girl you have a crush." Father Lin said clearly: "What? Afraid of me blocking it? ā€

"Dad......" Lin Boyang said helplessly.

"There aren't so many strange rules in our family, your mother and I met by marriage, but fortunately we fell in love in the end." Father Lin said: "I think the money our family has earned enough to spend, so we don't have to think about what we have." ā€

"But there is one condition, I can't watch the company just not in your hands, you must make some achievements to show me." Father Lin said.

"Dad, I didn't think that far." Lin Boyang said.

"You have someone you like, you have to take on the responsibility, our family is your only seedling, if you don't have any ability, I will be in the loess for a few decades, who can care about you?" Father Lin said earnestly.

"Dad, don't talk so badly, okay, haven't I been inspired?" Lin Boyang whispered: "Besides, who said I like her anymore?" ā€

"My own son, I know, if you don't have someone you like, you won't bother with this problem at all!"