High-profile spoiled marriage: Mr. Bo can't

When he explained it like this, the people present suddenly realized it.

Everyone in the industry knows that this cooperation between Bo Group and Shanghao Group can be said to be a long-term chain cooperation.

Bo Sicheng invested a lot of money and manpower in the early preparations. If He Jingchuan suddenly proposed to withdraw from this project at this critical juncture, it would definitely be a big blow to Bo. They couldn't understand each other, and the atmosphere was obviously a little stiff.

Although everyone couldn't understand why He Jingchuan would target Bo Sicheng everywhere, it was obvious that the two were not on good terms.

He Jingchuan rode his horse to the starting point of the track, looked back at Bao Sicheng, whipping his whip, and followed.

"Mr. Bo," he said with an undisguised and arrogant smile on his face, looking at the tense face of the other party, "it's not difficult to admit that you are inferior to others. How about giving up the game and accepting defeat obediently?"

He wanted to trample on Bao Sicheng's dignity, and let this man see the reality clearly, and understand that he was not worthy of Sheng Mingzhu at all.

"Mr. He should still care about himself. Instead of worrying that I will lose this competition, it is better to focus on equestrianism, otherwise it will not be known if you accidentally fall off the horse."

Bao Sicheng was not moved by his words at all, but sat on the horse and watched him calmly.

His equestrianism was guided by Mr. Bo, how could he admit defeat so easily and lose the old man's face.

"I admire your courage." He Jingchuan sneered slightly, turned his gaze to the track and said, "It's a pity that your courage is nothing but a thing to me."

The two of them were ready for the match, and Mr. Wang, who organized the party, stood by the side with other guests and acted as a referee.

He held up the starter pistol used by amateurs, and pulled the trigger with an order.

Bao Sicheng and He Jingchuan threw down their whips at the same time, and rushed out from the starting point like lightning.

He Jingchuan's riding skills have been honed for countless days in the prosperous empire, and it is a real ability that can rush to the battlefield.

He only felt that the other party was out of control, and would agree to a horse race with him, and he only felt that Bao Sicheng had no chance of making a comeback this time.

Bao Sicheng also quickly noticed He Jingchuan's rather extraordinary riding skills. The viciousness of the other party was simply not comparable to those who took horse riding as a hobby.

He frowns tightly and keeps waving his whip, chasing behind He Jingchuan's Frisian horse, but he gradually feels strenuous.

Although the two horses were chasing after each other, and seemed to be on equal footing, Bao Sicheng could clearly feel that his beloved horse was getting harder and harder to run.

He Jingchuan whipped the whip extremely frequently, and the Frisian horse was thrown on his body hard, as if he was being tortured, the pain was so painful that he had to run forward desperately.

The distance between the two gradually widened, and He Jingchuan couldn't help curling up the corners of his mouth in triumph.

However, Bao Sicheng did not give up at this point, but persistently chased after him, and tried his best to catch up within the scope of his ability.

The guests next to them watched the fierce horse race between the two of them, and knew that Bao Sicheng would not be able to catch up with He Jingchuan again.

Anyone who is a little familiar with horse racing can tell that He Jingchuan's is superior in both horse racing and riding skills.

The race soon entered the final moment, and Bo Sicheng and He Jingchuan were only 20 meters away from the finish line.

He Jingchuan looked at the finish line not far away from him, and his inner desire to win was completely aroused. He shook the long whip in his hand vigorously, urging the Frisian horse to speed up and win the race.

About two meters behind him, Bao Sicheng was so discouraged that he pinched his horse's stomach, and signaled his beloved horse to charge forward. Even if he lost the horse race, he would never do it until the last moment. Give up and keep running until the end.

With He Jingchuan's victory in his hands, he didn't take Bao Sicheng seriously anymore, but he was so focused on the competition that he didn't notice that his horse was being whipped by him one after another. He was already in pain and exhausted. up.

He was running triumphantly towards the finish line, but at this moment his Friesian horse suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, throwing him violently.

He Jingchuan fell to the ground in embarrassment before he could react at all, and watched Bao Sicheng, who was two steps behind him, run past the finish line.

Everyone present thought that He Jingchuan, who had better horses and riding skills, would win the race without any surprises, but they never thought that the opponent would ignore the state of his horse because of his eagerness to win, which would lead to an accident. Condition.

"It's my honor to be able to compete with Mr. He in equestrian skills." Sicheng Sicheng sat on the horse leisurely and looked down at He Jingchuan who was hurriedly helped up by Mr. Wang, and said with a smile, "It's just that there are still many things in my company. I can continue to play with Mr. He, and I will invite Mr. He to sit in Bo's some other day and we can talk about riding skills."

He knew that He Jingchuan was a man who would take revenge, so how could he continue to stay here and let the other party come up with any solution, so naturally he accepted it as soon as he saw it.

He Jingchuan had no choice but to hold him. It was well known that he fell off his horse, and it was impossible to deny it. He could only grit his teeth and watch Bao Sicheng leave the horse farm on his horse.

Because of He Jingchuan's sudden arrival, Bao Sicheng's original idea of ​​contacting the second official and rich second generation was completely interrupted.

He could only change out of the riding outfit he was wearing, and went back to the company first, preparing to make another plan.

Sheng Mingzhu on the other side didn't know about these things yet, she picked up Bo Haoyi in the kindergarten according to the usual arrangement, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief seeing him in good condition.

Handing over her precious son to He Jingchuan to take care of, she was always worried in her heart.

After all, this child is her and Bo Sicheng's child, Sheng Mingzhu didn't know what kind of thoughts He Jingchuan would have, and whether he would be cruel to Bo Haoyi.

"mom!"

Bo Haoyi played with He Jingchuan for several days before being sent back to the kindergarten by the other party. Now that he saw his mother again, he was naturally very happy, and the smile on his face was even more uncontrollable.