The difference in painting style was too great, and Assistant Song stood next to him, and he didn't react for a while.

When he finally came back to his senses, he saw the man's deep eyes staring at him heavily, and he didn't know how long he had been watching.

Assistant Song's heart trembled, and he searched his stomach and thought about how to pretend to be blind perfectly, saying that he hadn't seen anything.

Who knows, in the next second, the dignified top executive of the Bo family just folded his fingers and asked with a faint expression: "There is another meeting?" ”

Assistant Song was stunned at first, and when he saw that he had misunderstood, he hurriedly waved his hand: "...... No! ”

Seeing that Bo Xiuye pursed his lips, his expression seemed to be dissatisfied with this answer, Assistant Song didn't dare to hide it, and quickly explained why he came.

"That...... Mr. Bo, in fact, I came here to ask you, if there is anything else to explain, if not, then I ......"

"There's no meeting today?"

Bo Xiuye interrupted his tirade, his brows furrowed slightly, still holding on to this.

When Assistant Song saw him like this, he couldn't figure out what he thought for a while, so he could only tell the truth.

"Yes, there were two meetings, but both were ...... in the afternoon"

As soon as Assistant Song's words fell, the man looked at his watch and got up directly from the chair: "Convey it, the meeting is advanced." ”

Assistant Song: "......"

Which one is this playing? ?

The man put his arm on a dark blazer, stepped out of his slender and straight legs, took a few steps calmly, suddenly stopped, turned around, and his expression was calm:

"Later, if someone comes to me, you can entertain me, you don't have to follow me to the conference room."

Someone is looking for you......

Wouldn't it be nice if you just said it was Miss Ji?!!!

***

Ji Yining came to Bo's, and took the elevator up all the way, and no one stopped him.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Assistant Song greeted him with a smile on his face, "Miss Ji, you're here." ”

Ji Yining raised his eyes and frowned: "How did you know I would come?" ”

Assistant Song swallowed his saliva: "I guess, guess." ”

Fortunately, Ji Yining didn't intend to dwell on such an inconsequential issue, his eyes swept towards the office, and he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

"Miss Ji, what are you looking for?"

Assistant Song pretended not to know on the surface, but in fact, he was so panicked that he wanted to hide in the conference room.

But there is no way, there is such a boss, and he, as a small soldier, can only be cannon fodder first.

"I'm looking for your president!"

Ji Yining and Assistant Song are not very familiar with each other, and they met once in the Huo family at that time, and their attitude is relatively good.

"What about others?"

Assistant Song saw that her eyebrows were full of uncontrollable anger, and smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, Miss Ji, our President Bo just has a meeting to start now." ”

"So coincidentally?"

Ji Yining was suspicious.

"It's such a coincidence,"

Assistant Song perfectly embodies the good cultivation as an assistant and a strong desire to survive, after all, if Miss Ji is not entertained well, Mr. Bo will make trouble for him.

"The main thing is that we didn't know that you would come, if we knew, Mr. Bo would definitely have postponed this meeting, but now that the meeting is halfway through, there is no way to stop it, you see......"

"It's okay, I'll wait for him inside."

After Ji Yining finished speaking, he couldn't find anyone to vent his anger, and after entering, he saw a carton of milk on the coffee table, unpacked it in three or two, and drank it clean!

Assistant Song took a step back abruptly.

Mr. Bo, help!

***

The people in the conference room looked at each other, you pushed me, I pushed him, but no one wanted to be the first to go up and report.

The main reason is that they haven't finished their reports!!

Didn't you say that the meeting would only start in the afternoon?!

However, compared to their nervousness, the man sitting on the throne looked more solemn.