Giants From All Walks of Life Vie For Uncle Xi To Be Uncle - Chapter 77

On the afternoon of the sixth day of closed training.

Secretary Hawthorne knocked on the door of the suite, stood at the desk, and told something.

Bo Jingmo did not look away from the computer screen: “What’s the matter?”

Hawthorne said word by word: “The second son of the Jing family has contacted me frequently in the past two days, saying that it is Mr. Bo that you rarely live in Beicheng, and you must host a banquet. Please make sure to take time to the banquet. His words are very sincere. “

Bo Jingmo’s eyebrows were cold: “Jing family?”

The secretary explained: “The second son of King Jing is the second son of Mr. Jing. He has two sons and one daughter. His daughter is currently training in this compound for Jing Yuan.”

Bo Jingmo frowned slightly, but did not respond.

Hawthorne has been following the husband for a long time, and he can roughly guess the mood of the husband, so the reaction is probably unpleasant, and he should not continue to speak, so as not to upset him.

Hawthorne said: “I have responded for the first two times and said that arrangements will be made in accordance with Mr. Bo’s timetable. If you don’t want to meet, I will call back later.”

But Bo Jingmo said, “No need.”

Hawthorne was slightly stunned, puzzled.

Just listen to the man’s unhurried words: “Go tell Jing Er and say that I am troubled with everything. I don’t need to have a banquet. If it’s for Jingyuan, his daughter is now living in the compound. You might as well look for something. I made it clear in person that their get out of class time is ten o’clock in the evening, so ask her to come and see me after ten o’clock.”

Hawthorne was horrified, and he didn’t react for a long time in the same place.

“Sir, do you mean… Did I understand it wrong?”

Poor Hawthorne was really confused.

Miss Jing Yuan is not very old, she seems to be a senior in high school. No matter how he interpreted Mr. Bo’s meaning, it would inevitably cause misunderstandings.

Is it because Mr. Bo intended this, or because of cultural differences… expressing ambiguity?

But Mr. Bo is very good in Chinese, and this kind of problem has never happened before.

Hawthorne was dizzy, and he couldn’t figure out whether it was a bug in his brain or Mr. Bo’s mouth.

Bo Jingmo raised his eyes slightly, and faintly fell on his face, but made Secretary Huo shiver with the cold.

“Why, do you have questions?”

Hawthorne shook his head quickly: “No, no! I’m just afraid of misunderstanding what Mr. Bo meant. It was indeed the request of the Jing family. Although he did not see Jing Yuan’s father, he agreed that Jing Yuan would talk to you directly in person?”

A bit of impatience gradually appeared on Bo Jing Mo Jijun’s face.

He seems to be a polite gentleman, and he takes things calmly, but in fact he is not a patient person.

Hawthorne reacted at this moment, worthy of his look at an idiot, and deeply hurt poor Secretary Huo…

Hawthorne didn’t get a firm explanation, so he walked up and out of the room dingy.

I kept wondering.

Shouldn’t Mr. Bo refuse?

Jing Yuan’s father meant that he wanted to negotiate terms for the benefit, and he wanted to ask Mr. Bo to open a back door for Miss Jing Yuan.

It is reasonable to say that Mr. Bo has always been disgusted with this kind of dark censorship, and will probably ignore it.

Even if the Jing family is quite powerful, it can’t match with Mr. Bo. Thinking carefully about the business of the Jing family in the past two years… it doesn’t seem to be doing very well, and there is no cooperation with Mr. Bo.

Hawthorne is a personal secretary. Over the past few months, he has been staring at Su Tian for Bo Jingmo for a long time.

He has always boldly guessed that Mr. Bo is a little interested in Su Tian, ​​and according to his nature, step by step, slowly, like the little girl as something in the bag, not in a hurry, waiting leisurely for her. Jump into the pit.

At the moment Su Tian is also in the competition. Su Tian is strong and does not need any unfair means by Mr. Bo.

But why did you catch Jingyuan now? ? ?

Isn’t this a mess?

…

When Jing Yuan got the news from her father, he was too excited to sit still.

She repeatedly confirmed to the messenger: “Dad really said that? Although Mr. Bo refused his father’s invitation, but he asked me to go directly to him if I had something to do, and asked me to go there after class at night?!”

The messenger nodded: “Yes, Mr. Jing did say so on the phone. I just passed the original words to you.”

Although Jing Yuan had only seen Bo Jingmo a few times and had never had a chance to talk to her, she had lived for almost eighteen years with that artistic face and aristocratic aura. No man had ever given her such a strong spiritual shock.

Although Jing Yuan was obsessed with Bo Jingmo’s face like Shen Zhenzhen, she had never thought about it elsewhere. She knew the identity of this man, and it was a big accident that he would appear here, and it was impossible for her to miss him.

What’s more, this man was cold to the bone. Although he appeared a few times like other examiners, he gave her a chance to speak and act, and he didn’t even look at her.

So when her mother suggested that her father could contact her privately, she didn’t have much hope in her heart.

Mr. Bo is a flower of Gaoling, how would he accept the practice of going through the back door?

She couldn’t even dream of it… Mr. Bo actually wanted to see him!

Even her parents agreed, probably tacitly…

If you change to another man and say such things to her father, her father will be furious, and he can’t wait to kill Xiao Xiang’s daughter man.

But this time, my dad sent someone to pass a message to her for the first time, and he must have been as flattered as her.

If there is such a fate, she might be able to marry into the royal family of Y country. For the Jing family… Oh my God, she will be the Jing family from now on. No, she is the most glorious child in the past three generations.

…

With this news hidden in his heart, Jing Yuan’s class in the afternoon was completely different.

Tomorrow is the last day. After finishing the normal course today, the teacher said that tomorrow will be a few basic project assessments. There will be written exams and expert interviews. The assessments are aimed at the results of this week’s training.

But tonight will give everyone a chance to show their talents. Because after the end of the international environmental conference, there will be a dinner. All representatives from various countries attend the dinner, and there should be performances.

Ji Ziqian not only made his debut in the men’s group, but also knew how to sing bel canto. He directly sang an Italian bel canto on stage, which shocked everyone present.

Shen Zhenzhen tugged Su Tian’s sleeves, wanting to cry without tears: “I’m ready to sing too, I don’t want to be on stage anymore, this tenor is beautiful! How to play?”