Is Mrs. Bo being strict today?

"Be annoyed, it's useless to be annoyed now." It's already settled, nothing will change.

Today is Bo Xun's car.

After 15 minutes, the car stopped at the gate of the company.

Bo Yu didn't get out of the car, but called Wenya.

"Auntie, I'm Bo Yu. I'm at the door of your company. Are you free? Let's have a chat." His tone was calm, without any emotion.

"Let's talk?" Wen Ya's tone was cold, as if she wanted to kill Bo Yu, "Why do you think it is necessary for us to continue talking? If it weren't for you, how could we be in this situation?"

She hates it, really, really hates it.

However, it is impossible to kill Bo Yu immediately.

"Auntie, you know what you did to me recently, and I don't want to repeat it. Today, that's why I came here." Bo Yu said bluntly, "So, if you don't want to come down, you have to come down."

Wen Ya frowned, worried faintly in her heart: "You, got it?"

"Why don't I know?" Bo Yu asked back, "In your opinion, who am I? Why do you think I'm incapable and can't do anything successfully?"

If he hadn't been in the mall for a long time and experienced ups and downs, he wouldn't have the courage to decisively choose to start over when the company didn't have one.

After many people get used to a certain line, they become numb. Going back to the beginning, starting from scratch, they can't do it.

Wen Ya closed her eyes and clenched her fists tightly. After a while, she let go: "Okay, I'll come down."

Soon elegant, they went to a teahouse with a good environment nearby.

This teahouse has a strong Chinese style, the tone is soft, the tea is delicious, the most important thing is that it is very quiet, it is a good place for conversation.

Zhou Liang grabbed Fu Ruihai and sat obediently aside.

When Wen Ya saw Fu Rui Hai, she knew that all her efforts were in vain.

Biting her lips tightly and sighing, she raised her head and looked straight at Bo Yu: "Since you already know, you don't need to ask me."

"I really don't want to ask you, but I brought Fu Ruihai here today to solve the previous matter."

"What happened before?" Wen Ya raised her eyebrows, "What happened before? Isn't everything resolved?"

"Auntie, you are thinking too much. I didn't solve it before." Bo Yu glanced at Wenya leisurely, and poured her a cup of tea.

Immediately, he put his arms around his chest.

"Hmph." Wenya looked away.

"So, aren't you going to give me an explanation for this matter?"

"What can I explain to you?" Wen Ya asked Bo Yu back, with the look in her eyes that she wanted to kill Bo Yu.

Bo Yu lowered his eyes, thinking back to the beginning.

"Auntie, what does this mean to me?" It has already happened, who can change it?

"Meaningful, as long as you die, I will be able to be worthy of Yuanyuan." Having said that, Wenya slapped the table heavily, and stood up, "Bo Yu, why do you want Yuanyuan to die for someone else? Yes! You clearly know that I only have one daughter, Yuanyuan!"

Now that Yuanyuan is gone, she has no spiritual food, and there is no other way to go in the future except revenge.

"However, you also know that Chu Yuan's death was caused by herself, not by me." Bo Yu emphasized this point.

Wen Ya's cold eyes swept over: "Hehe, so you don't need to blame yourself, you just need to follow your own way? Bo Yu, Bo Yu, you are really cruel!"

"I blamed myself." Only now, the self-blame has passed.

"That's all." Wen Ya waved her hand, "Anyway, in your opinion, Yuan Yuan deserves to die."

"Do you have any other reasons?" Bo Yu asked, "Auntie, you are a rational person, you know exactly what's in it."

It is precisely because of the clarity that I feel even more sad and lonely.

The sadness that was suppressed in my heart became even heavier.

"Stop talking, you've already brought people here today, so there's no need for me to say anything." Wen Ya took a deep breath, looked at Bo Yu calmly and viciously, "Say it, what do you want? do what."

"Resign, go back." Bo Yu only said four words.

And these four words directly determined Wenya's second half of her life.

Wen Ya shook her head: "It's absolutely impossible. When I decided to take revenge, I was ready to go bankrupt."

"But, don't you think your behavior is ridiculous?" Bo Yu spread his hands, "This is the second time that I have done something like this. But, I found out every time, how many more times can you come? "

No matter how many times I come here, the result is the same.

Elegance doesn't matter: "As long as it can make you uncomfortable, let me do whatever."

Anyway, I just don't want to let you go!

Impossible to kill!
In this way, he is unnecessary.

Bo Yu closed his eyes.

Zhou Liang stood up and took out the recording pen.

Wen Ya was not surprised to see the recording pen.

Zhou Liang's ability to become Bo Yu's secretary and follow Bo Yu for many years is enough to prove his ability.

"Let's go." Zhou Liang supported Fu Ruihai and walked ahead.

Bo Yu glanced at Wenya coldly, and made a gesture of invitation to Wenya.

Wen Ya knew that they were going to find the chairman and directly lay off employees.

She had nothing to say, so she just went.

As a result, Wenya was resigned.

Bo Yu called Zhao Xiran and asked Zhao Xiran to book a plane ticket.

In the past few days, Zhao Xiran has been resting and did not go to work in the company.

"President, what are you talking about?" Zhao Xiran felt it was ridiculous, "I've already given up doing it, why did you ask me to book the plane ticket? Don't you have a secretary? A secretary can do these things too."

Bo Yu frowned impatiently, followed the screen, and could feel his anger: "Go as soon as I tell you, so much nonsense?"

Still dislike her nonsense?

What does this mean.

Zhao Xiran pouted dissatisfiedly: "President, when you scolded me before, you should have known that this is a sequelae. As for me, I just have a bad temper."

Once a decision is made, there is no going back.

"Don't you have a dream?" Bo Yu patiently aroused Zhao Xiran's fighting spirit, "It's just talking about liking me, and it's fine if you don't take any action. After being scolded by me, Just choose to leave. Who would be like you? It’s not like you don’t know this when working outside.”

Zhao Xiran was taught a lesson again, and the gas that puffed up in his chest became more intense.

She really wanted to just hang up the phone and cut off all communication with him.

But, she can't do it.

Really can't.

Zhao Xiran, when did you become like this!If you like it, then go forward recklessly. Why do you want to retreat when you encounter some difficulties?Where can you go backwards?There is no way in front of you, completely no way!