Exciting game!Plutocrat Bo Ye can't afford it

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the next morning.

The transnational cooperation project was implemented half a year ago, and all aspects are very good, with a lot of benefits.

As investors in the international market, Mr. and Mrs. Smith went to the capital for vacation this time, and stopped by to visit their partners.

Seeing the door open, the woman got up first.

She thought that the first person she saw would be Mrs. Bo, whom she liked. Seeing Special Assistant Jiang, Mrs. Smith was a little disappointed, "Is Mrs. Bo not in the company?"

Before she came here, she made a point of knowing.

After all, let her meet, right?

Assistant Jiang froze for a moment, then walked over respectfully, bent down and placed two cups of hot tea.

He said politely: "I'm sorry you two, sir's meeting is coming to an end, I have to trouble you to wait for a few more minutes."

"As for the wife..."

What happened to Shen Zhiyi was not made public.

Except for relatives and friends in the circle who have a good relationship with the Bo family, the rest were not informed.

Moreover, the old lady specially greeted her, and did not allow anyone to mention anything about Zhiyi, so foreign guests and friends would not even know about it.

Special Assistant Jiang continued, "It's been almost half a year since my wife passed away."

Mrs. Smith's smile, which had not yet been raised, completely froze at the corner of her mouth, and then turned into shock and surprise: "What?"

"My wife had an accident in Norway last September and she passed away." Special Assistant Jiang added.

Now is the end of the year.

Late February of the new year.

Calculating the specific time, it will be half a year in ten or so days.

Hearing this, Mrs. Smith and her husband looked at each other, but both were silent.

A few minutes later, Bo Yu arrived at the VIP room.

During this meeting, the atmosphere was frozen, and the two sides would be quiet for several minutes after a few words.The Smiths didn't stay long, and left after chatting for ten minutes.

Special assistant Jiang saw off the two distinguished guests.

When turning back, he nervously approached Bao Yu.

For the contract of Mr. and Mrs. Smith, Mr. and Mrs. Smith attended the banquet together. Mrs. Smith likes Mrs. Smith very much, and often invites Mr. and Mrs. Smith to have afternoon tea together after the banquet.

I saw Mrs. and Mrs. Smith today, Mr....

Will you think of your wife?

Special Assistant Jiang bent down slightly, and cautiously probed: "Sir, the planning department has submitted a few projects, do you want to go back to the office to have a look?"

Bo Yu let out an 'hmm', got up and went outside.

Jiang Tezhu paused for a while, and then hurriedly took steps to keep up.

It seems that he is overthinking.

Sir is not so vulnerable.

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06:30 in the evening.

It was still snowing outside the window.

This year's Beijing winter has never stopped snowing, and it has been falling intermittently for several months.The weather forecast said that there will be another heavy snowfall after the New Year's Eve.

Out of the company gate.

Special Assistant Jiang spread out the cold coat and put it on Bo Yu, "Sir, the old lady said that it will be New Year's Eve on Friday, so I want you to finish your work these two days and go to the old house two days in advance. "

"Well, you told your mother that I went to the old house at 29."

The driver drove the Bentley Elegance to the door.

Seeing the approaching car, Special Assistant Jiang: "Sir, don't you want me to take you back to Jingyuan?"

Bo Yu: "You get off work early, and I will give you two more days of annual leave this year."

The driver opened the door of the rear seat, and Bo Yu got into the car.

The car shadow quickly disappeared from Special Assistant Jiang's sight.

At seven o'clock, Jiang Tezhu called Jingyuan's landline, and Mrs. Bo said that Bo Yu hadn't come home yet.

There may be a traffic jam on the road.

After all, it snowed heavily.

At eight o'clock, Special Assistant Jiang made another call.

Bo Yu still didn't return to Jingyuan.

Jiang Tezhu was restless, took the car keys, left his apartment, and drove to the street.

On the way, he called Quan Jingzhou and Qingyou.

A group of people checked the surveillance cameras and checked various traffic intersections. They spent an hour or two across half of the capital city, and finally found Mr. Bo at the Yangfan Night Market in the southern suburbs.

Everyone was as tired as a dog, panting.

But our President Bo stood leisurely in front of the stall, holding up a toy gun and shooting balloons.

Because of the man's good looks, good temperament, and his infallible skills, he was surrounded by many passing spectators.

Here.

Porsche front.

Quan Jingzhou put his hands on his hips, "I ran dozens of intersections, and he ended up playing balloons here."

Qingyou also sighed.

He watched the surveillance video for two hours in a row, and was about to go blind.

However, through the crowd, he clearly saw the fat blue doll beside Bao Yu.

He suddenly remembered——

"Ms. Bo and Zhiyi came to the night market before, played balloons, and won many Doraemon dolls. That time, Ruanruan and I were also there."

Hearing what Qingyou said, Quan Jingzhou also seemed to have a little impression.

That night he called Bo Yu and told him about Mr. Bo, and he heard about him going shopping and playing games with Shen Zhiyi at the night market.

Thinking of this, Quan Jingzhou looked up into the distance again.

Looking at Bao Yu's figure, the man frowned suddenly, "What is he doing?"

Almost half a year.

It has been almost half a year since Shen Zhiyi had an accident in Norway.

In the past six months, Bo Yu has been working and going to work as usual, and is also invited to get together with his brothers in his spare time, nothing unusual at all.

Quan Jingzhou thought that the trauma in his heart was slowly recovering...

Special assistant Jiang added: "On the first snow day in Beijing two months ago, my husband disappeared once. He went to the garden in the middle of the night and built a snowman that he and his wife made before."

The noisy air suddenly became quiet for a few seconds.

Qingyou: "Is Bo always repeating what he did with Zhiyi before?"

Qingyou's sentence is an interrogative sentence, but everyone tacitly understands that it is a declarative sentence.

He is just repeating the past.

On the surface, Bo Yu looks like a normal person, but his heart is already riddled with holes.

Quan Jingzhou: "I'll contact the best psychologist!"

Everyone waited on the side of the road for half an hour before leaving the southern suburbs one after another.Special assistant Jiang stayed to watch Gu Baoyu, and he walked towards the booth where the man was.

Along the way, you can hear the voices of passers-by talking.

"That man is so powerful, he is accurate in marksmanship, and he is also very accurate in darts."

"He won a lot of Doraemon, and I heard it was given to his wife. Look at others and look at you. You have never given me these plush dolls."

"The stall owner over there said that he seems to have come here at seven o'clock and has been in the night market for more than two hours. Is he planning to bring all the fat blue people on this street home?"

"It's almost New Year's Eve, I guess he's preparing a surprise for his wife."

Assistant Jiang didn't approach.

He stood one meter away from Bao Yu, silently guarding behind.

Tonight is the last night market of the year.

The vendors closed their stalls early, and they packed up their stalls and went home one after another at eleven o'clock.

Almost all the Doraemons in the street were in Bo Yu's hands. Jiang Te borrowed a small cart and stepped forward to help him pick up a bunch of dolls at hand.

Meeting Bo Yu's eyes, Jiang Tezhu said, "Sir, the driver is busy, so I called and asked me to pick you up."

Bo Yu didn't doubt his reason.

The man gave an 'hmm', picked up a few big dolls and walked forward.

Bentley's entire compartment is filled with dolls.

When unloading in Jingyuan, several servants took it back to the house together.

All sent to the master bedroom on the second floor.

The servants left, but Special Assistant Jiang stood at the door and did not leave.He stood there quietly, and it could be said that Bo Yu was in a state of mind, unable to notice his existence.

Special assistant Jiang just looked at——

Bo Yu carefully placed the fat blue dolls brought home tonight on the blanket on the south side of the bedroom one by one.

Large and small in a circle.

After putting it away, he checked it several times and adjusted the position.

Then, the man went downstairs again.

When he came back again, he held a bouquet of freshly cut red roses in his hand.Entering the bedroom, put the roses in a vase and put them on the bedside table.

Special assistant Jiang watched in silence for nearly half an hour.

Only now did he tentatively say, "Sir, Mr. Sun invites you to discuss cooperation tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, Bao Yu, who just sat down on the sofa, glanced at him.

The man's eyes were cold, "Did he change the time?"

Special Assistant Jiang froze for a moment, "...Yes, sir, Mr. Sun said he has something to do in the afternoon."

"Either talk about it according to the previously set time, or don't talk about it." Bo Yu said.

"Okay sir, I'll reply to Mr. Sun."

Assistant Jiang bent over, and when he left, he looked at the man sitting on the sofa again.

close the door.

In the corridor, Mrs. Bo called to stop him, "Xiao Jiang, is Mr. asleep?"

Assistant Jiang frowned.

Say the husband is not normal, and he remembers the things at work in detail, and he clearly remembers the time when he negotiated the contract with the partner.

Not at all sloppy.

It is not normal to say that he is normal, but it is not normal to go to the southern suburbs tonight.

Special Assistant Jiang: "Sister-in-law Bo, is there anything unusual about the time you've been living at your house? Behavior is different from before."

Mrs. Bo thought about it carefully.

"My husband talks less than before, but it's actually not too small. Before my wife married my husband, my husband didn't talk much. After my wife married, my husband loves to tease her, so I always have endless words."

"Are there any other abnormalities?" Assistant Jiang asked again.

As far as exceptions are concerned, there really isn't one.

Mrs. Bo also wanted to find out something so that she could report it to Mrs. Bo so that the right medicine could be prescribed.

But it just couldn't be found.

After thinking for more than ten seconds, Mrs. Bo said, "Mr. seems to be talking to someone on the phone these days. He can talk about small things in his life, and his tone is very gentle."

"Do you know with whom?"

"do not know."

Mrs. Bo couldn't even hear the detailed content. She only bumped into the husband's call occasionally and listened to a few corners.

Assistant Jiang nodded, "I understand Mrs. Bo, I will investigate Mr.'s communication. It's getting late, go to bed early."

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Qingyou arrived home at eleven o'clock.

Su Ruan was waiting for him in the living room.

Seeing the man enter the door, she immediately got up and walked towards him, "Did you find Mr. Bo?"

"I found it, at the Nanjiao Night Market."

"Why did you go to the night market?"

Qingyou took off his coat, took Su Ruan's hand and walked to the bedroom, "He bought a lot of Doraemon dolls."

Doll.

Su Ruan's eyes shook violently a few times.

She looked up at Qingyou, her eyes were slightly wet, "How is he doing now?"

Su Ruan was told that Shen Zhiyi had passed away only after giving birth to her child.She has a close relationship with Shen Zhiyi, and the elders were afraid that she would not be able to bear the blow, so they kept it from her.

She is still like this.

What about Bo Yu?

Su Ruan has been very worried about Bo Yu.

Qingyou looked down at her. He understood her worry, "Mr. Quan contacted a psychologist. The doctor will come to Beijing tomorrow and will give Mr. Bo a detailed examination."

On the corridor leading to the bedroom, there are many picture frames hanging on the walls on both sides.

Among them is a group photo of Su Ruan and Shen Zhiyi.

From Ruanruan's little confidant to Su Ruan's confidant.

Yibaoer, Chinese New Year is almost here...

Yibaoer...

In a bungalow on the other side of the ocean.

In a quiet bedroom, the steady heart rate monitor suddenly fluctuated.

The sound of violent explosions rang in my ears, the intense heat enveloped my whole body, and the fiery flames flooded into my sight——

Shen Zhiyi suddenly sat up from the bed.

Breathing heavily.

A pair of eyes stared blankly ahead.

Careful sweat slid down her forehead to her temples, and dripped down her chin onto the bedding.