Exciting game!Plutocrat Bo Ye can't afford it

Shen Zhiyi scanned the comments, and gave a thumbs up to several funny reminders.

Then open the code word interface and start typing on the keyboard.

On the way to Calvin, she let go for half an hour.After writing two chapters and uploading them, it was already 11:30 in the middle of the night.

Her books are very popular.

Not long after the chapter was published, many readers left messages and urged for updates.

Shen Zhiyi stood up and did exercises for the elderly to exercise his muscles and bones, while reading book reviews with his mobile phone.

[The author greatly begs to abuse Bo Yu, he is a scum, let him chase his wife to the crematorium! ! 】

【My poor male second, the author doesn't want you, I want you】

[Kill me to add to the fun of the author! ! !Ahhh why am I stuck here, it makes me feel uncomfortable when I can’t get up or down】

cough cough.

It's definitely not that Shen Zhiyi had a crush on Bo Yu, that's why he wrote his name as the leading actor.

Because of……

She wrote Ba Zongwen, and she really couldn't think of a male name, so she thought of Boss Boss in a flash, so she used it impersonally.

Later, Bo Yu forced her to practice all the intimate scenes in her novel.

Shen Zhiyi was happily swiping through the comments when she suddenly remembered something!

The experience of electric massage chair!

Shen Zhiyi immediately exited the reading app and clicked into the information interface.She typed a line of words and deleted them, feeling that the words were not good enough.

Re-edit: "Mr. Bo, I think the massage chair is very good in every way. Because the massage chair vibrates, I think it would be better if you put a pillow on the seat."

Thinking that it is night now, Shen Zhiyi added another sentence: "Good night, Mr. Bo."

at that time.

The office building of Boda Group.

The towering building stands in the center of Beijing, the most prosperous area.

The latest to turn off the lights every night is the president's office.

Bo Yu is a well-known working machine, in the eyes of employees and partners, he will not get tired.

Special Assistant Jiang knocked on the door and came in, and put the organized documents on the table, "Sir, it's getting late, let's do the video communication with Mrs. and Mrs. Smith tomorrow."

Bo Yu was still flipping through the documents.

He ignored Special Assistant Jiang's words, and the next second the phone rang twice in a row, he picked it up and took a look.

A message from Shen Zhiyi.

Thinking that what she posted was about divorce again, Bo Yu didn't take much interest in it, so he clicked in casually.

The man's eyes froze on the screen for a few seconds.

His eyes flickered a little.

Sending her back to Jingyuan at night, she took the experience he said casually, and she took it seriously.

Good night, Mr. Bo?

He has been in the army for more than ten years. After taking over the Bo family's business, he talked about work, held meetings, and met foreign guests day and night.

It is common to be busy late at night, or even all night.

The word good night is in his dictionary, but he has never heard anyone say it to him.

Kind of fresh.

Bo Yu ordered to Jiang's special assistant, "Go and choose a pillow that women like more, and put it on my co-driver."

Special Assistant Jiang was taken aback for a while, "Good sir."

Then he saw Bo Yu closed the file, closed the laptop, got up and went to the inner room.

Not working today?

"You contact Mrs. and Mrs. Smith's secretary, and the video call is scheduled for tomorrow morning at 08:30." Bo Yu explained.

"..." Jiang Te helped for a few seconds, "Okay."

Watching Bo Yu's figure disappear from the door of the inner room, Special Assistant Jiang looked down at the unfinished cumbersome documents on the desk.

He has been with his husband for three years and has been by his side since he took charge of the company.

This is the first time I have seen Mr. go to bed early.

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Shen Zhiyi waited for 15 minutes, but did not receive Bo Yu's reply.

She is used to it.

CEO, it's normal to be busy with work and not reply to messages.

Shen Zhiyi put away her phone and went back to her bedroom to sleep.

The next morning, Shen Zhiyi was woken up by a call from his friend Song Qingchun.

The other party was so excited that she could hear her ear-piercing laughter without turning on the hands-free, "Zhiyi, we are planning to go to the island for vacation, let's go together!"

"Go to the island?"

"Yes! Private island. The weather has been very good these two days, we can ride the waves and go fishing together!"

Shen Zhiyi folded the quilt and sat up, she was not interested, "Youth, but I still need to update the code."

"What's so good about your poor novel, and you can't make much money. Isn't Brother Yu's money enough for you to spend? You are now a top rich man, worth tens of billions!"

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

What does Bao Yu's money have to do with her?

She just has the title of Mrs. Bo, just a vase.

Song Qingchun: "I decided for you, go out to the island with us to play! You pack your things, Qingyou and I will pick you up in Jingyuan in an hour."

"youth……"

Before Shen Zhiyi finished speaking, Song Qingchun had already hung up.

She sighed, got up from the bed with her body still wanting to sleep, and went to the cloakroom.

At nine o'clock, a Porsche stopped on the Jingyuan boulevard.

Qingyou helped put Shen Zhiyi's suitcase into the trunk, and Song Qingchun pushed Shen Zhiyi into the back seat.

"Zhiyi, did you stay up late last night to type? Why are you so sleepy?" Song Qingchun complained.

From getting in the car to now, Shen Zhiyi has yawned three times.

Half an hour away from the coast pier, she looked like she was falling asleep.

Qingyou was driving the car, looking at Shen Zhiyi in the rearview mirror, and said with a smile, "Zhiyi, you have a side job writing online novels? Does Mr. Bo know that you are so hardworking?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Shen Zhiyi suddenly lost all sleepiness, she found a reason, "I just write when I have nothing to do, for fun."

"I could have slept late today..."

"You can also sleep in Jingyuan at ordinary times."

"No." Shen Zhiyi looked at Song Qingchun, holding his chin helplessly: "From Monday to Saturday, you need to calm down in the morning and evening. You have to get up before seven o'clock, and you can relax for a day on Sunday."

The rules of the Bo family are similar to those in the ancient palace.

It is cumbersome and troublesome!

Shen Zhiyi took a nap in the car, and Song Qingchun woke her up when they reached the coast.Qingyou boarded the yacht first with the luggage of the three of them, and Shen Zhiyi followed Song Qingchun one after another.

As soon as he got on the deck, Shen Zhiyi's legs stopped when he saw the familiar figure of a man in his sight.

As if filled with lead, it stayed in place for a long time without moving.

Bo Yu was also on the yacht, sitting on a chair not far away to bask in the sun.

"Zhiyi, what are you doing there? Come here quickly!"

As soon as Song Qingchun yelled, all eyes on the boat focused on Shen Zhiyi.Bo Yu, who was enjoying the sunshine in his spare time, also took off his sunglasses and glanced at her.

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

She raised a smile and walked slowly at a slow pace.

Song Qingchun thought she was slow, so he stretched out his hand and pulled her directly to Bo Yu, "Brother Yu, why didn't you say hello to Zhiyi, and Zhiyi, you're just being silly."

Bao Yu didn't say a word, got up and walked into the cabin.

The man's indifference and indifference made Shen Zhiyi curl her fingers a little bit, a little embarrassed.