He dialed the phone, and after five or six rings, it was connected.

"Mr. Bo." On the other end of the phone, Secretary Zhang's voice was a little hoarse after waking up.

"I bought the fifteenth floor of Lanting on the sea, and found two bodyguards to protect her." The man listened to the sound of the waves and commanded lightly.

After hanging up the phone, he dialed another number, and only picked it up after more than ten rings, and there was still manic music on the other end of the phone.

Bo Qiyan waited for a few seconds, and there was a sound of the door closing, and it was quiet.

"Mr. Bo, what's wrong? What do you do with the woman who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night? Anthers stood in the private room, her hands on the glass curtain wall, a touch of evil at the corner of her lips, lazy and frivolous.

"How many shares do you have in the night family?" The voice was cold and gloomy.

Anther was stunned for a moment, "It's been twenty," he frowned, "You don't plan to take all the shares of the Ye family, do you?" ”

"I remember that the Ye family has fifty-one percent of the shares, and they received twenty, are you very glorious?" The man sneered unceremoniously.

"The Night Clan is no good, it's a mess for you to take over, for a woman, are you going to do it?"

"Whose hands are the rest?" The man asked, not answering.

The anther was silent for a moment, and her face paled, "Ye Qiqi has five percent in her hands, Zhuo Zhifang has eight percent, and the rest is in Ye Guosheng's hands, but,"

He paused, lit his cigarette, and continued, "After her father had a car accident at night, Yeguo Sheng took the shares that belonged to him.

However, I heard that her father left her eight at night, and the remaining thirty were in the hands of Ye Guosheng. Now the twenty we took away is in the hands of Ye Guosheng, and now he only has ten left, plus Ye Qiqi and Zhuo Zhifang's, there are a total of twenty-three in the hands of the Ye family, if you want to stay home all night, you don't have to take it anymore. ”

"Not enough." The man's handsome face remained expressionless, "Pull down the stock price." ”

"No, what are you pulling down the stock price for? The twenty in our hands, and the eight in our hands at night have also depreciated? Anthers frowned.

"Do you say he'll hold on to death?"

Anther listened to his unwavering coldness and fell silent.

For a long time, the corners of his lips hooked a faint mockery, "Didn't you say that she wasn't a virgin?" ”

"I don't know." Bo Chuyan frowned, his deep eyes as dark as the deep sea.

"That's questioning," the mockery on the other side of the phone was undisguised, "you left for a question, and now you question, but you do so much for her."

Bo Zong, favoring one over the other. ”

The mobile phone in Bo Qiyan's ear slowly clenched, listening to the busy sound on the phone, his thin lips slowly tightened, and his jaw tightened.

In the bedroom, I didn't sleep well at night.

His fierce and handsome face in his previous life, and the bloodstains on the tombstone photo, she was pressed to the grave, suffering heart-rending pain while he wiped his fingers, the look of disgust.

Cold sweat soaked the hair at the corners of her forehead, her long black hair spread all over the pillow, her frown was uneasy and she whimpered, and her long curled eyelashes slowly moistened.

The man put out the flickering cigarette in the ashtray, and when he walked into the bedroom, he saw her helpless.

Ben's cold eyes suddenly shook, he walked over quickly and hugged her, "At night, it's okay, it's okay." ”