The reborn wife is so good at flirting, Mr. Bo spoils her at his own risk

A cold light flashed in Bo Zhanchen's eyes. He responded, stood up, and threw the box he brought into Li Yiming's arms. "This year, I'm going to the bathroom."

Although Li Yiming knew what was in the box, he still opened it expectantly and took a look. When he saw the car key, his face couldn't help but feel resentful, "Can you come up with something new and give away cars every year, knowing that I don't like this thing?" In the end, it was you who drove the car, and my whole garage was almost occupied by you. I think you just used birthday gifts to transfer property!"

Bo Zhanchen curled his lips and smiled evilly, "It can be transferred to your head, which shows that I really love you!"

As he said that, he stood up and said disgustedly, "In previous years, the whole floor was covered, but this year it's just one room. It's so noisy that I have a headache."

"Bah!" Li Yiming couldn't avoid it, but still said, "You think I don't want to occupy one floor? It's not to make way for your company. The private room next door was booked by Bo's project team one day in advance, saying it was for entertainment What a big client, if you hadn't still held the title of Bo's president, I wouldn't have given you this box."

Bo Zhanchen raised his eyebrows, "Where are you from the project team? Who did you meet?"

Li Yiming nodded, "I have to ask you now. If you can treat VIPs on the top floor of the VIP building and grab a box with me for entertainment, I'm afraid the clients are not small. Don't you have to approve all big projects? I heard that Bo Jiamu I've been punished by you a lot for a while, so I'm probably busy protecting myself now, and I'm afraid I won't have time to work on any projects."

Bo Zhanchen secretly thought that he had punished her so badly.

It was the mother and son who were caught off guard and had their eyes pecked by their own domestic sparrows, so they were busy trying to justify themselves.

But there was no need to tell Li Yiming these words. Bo Zhanchen didn't say anything, picked up his coat and went straight out.

The private room had its own bathroom. Bo Zhanchen went out and walked through the corridor to the shared bathroom between the two private rooms without entering.

There is a small lounge near the outside, completely separated from the inside. At this time, there are several embarrassed men standing or sitting. They have obviously drunk too much and are resting on the back of the chair.

"Fuck, I didn't expect this bitch to be so talkative. She's pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. I've been in the public relations field for so many years, and this is the first time I've been tricked like this. I can't refuse."

The speaker turned his head and looked inside, "Mr. Li, is it okay if we lock people in like this?"

Several other people also straightened up after hearing this and looked at the innermost one, "Yes, after all... she is Vice President Bo's fiancée after all..."

Bo Zhanchen could have passed each other indifferently from the side, but when he heard this, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look over.

A voice inside said leisurely, "Vice President Bo's fiancée, the Bo family doesn't like her at all. Not to mention that Vice President Bo is just playing with her, even Vice President Bo can't protect himself now. She has given up her body." She came to beg me to let her work on the Blue Sea Peace Project, I'm afraid she just came here to find another backer."

"We are here to help her. You haven't seen Lu Haitian's face. He always sings and sings. As long as she climbs the high branches of Morikawa, she will naturally thank me later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the door being kicked suddenly.

The man behind who wanted to answer was choked, looked at the door angrily, and cursed, "Who the hell is so short..."

eye.

The moment he saw the person at the door, he swallowed back the rest of his words and his eyes widened in disbelief, "Bo...Mr. Bo!"

Bo Zhanchen glanced sharply at everyone present, "Which box do you lock people in? Next door?"

Everyone was shocked by his question, and there were only two words in their minds, "It's over."

Outsiders say that Bo Zhanchen is a second-generation ancestor who does not care about worldly affairs. Usually, they rarely see him in the company. At this time, they only feel that Bo Zhanchen is cold and cold, and he does not appear to be carefree and approachable at all.

Bo Zhanchen's eyes darkened, and with a trace of impatience, he raised his foot and kicked out a chair next to his legs.

The chair almost flew out and hit the man who just spoke.

It hurt, but he didn't even dare to lower his head and said quickly, "It's next door."

After receiving the answer, Bo Zhanchen walked out without raising his head. When he arrived at the next box, he found that the door was locked. He shook it a few times, but the door lock did not move at all.

A layer of depression clearly appeared on his face. He took a step back and kicked his foot. A piercing alarm sounded instantly in the corridor. The security guard and waiter on the floor thought something had happened here and ran in unison. , "What are you doing over there?"

Li Haoran and several public relations officials were scared to death, but they also knew clearly that Bo Zhanchen had seen them all without showing his face just now. If something happened now, none of them would be able to escape.

They didn't dare to run, but looked at Li Haoran in confusion, and then at the tall figure kicking the door not far away, "Director Li, didn't you mean that the Bo family doesn't like Jingran at all..."

What's going on?

Li Haoran was also sweating profusely. How did he know what was going on?

Aren’t Bo Zhanchen and Bo Jiamu unwilling to deal with each other?

If Jingran had anything, it would only benefit him. How could he care about Jingran?

Yup!

It is impossible for Bo Zhanchen to care about Jingran.

Maybe he just went there to catch Jingran’s mistakes!

Li Haoran had an idea and rushed forward, "Go and have a look and take pictures."

If Bo Zhanchen can't do it, then he will keep this photo and give it to Bo Jiamu.

Everyone reacted and ran forward one after another.

In Bo Zhanchen's case, it was just a matter of two feet. Before the security and these messy people arrived, the door of the box was kicked open, directly knocking Lu Haitian, who was drunk and kicking the bathroom door, aside.

He was about to curse when he saw Bo Zhanchen, his eyes widened instantly and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, "General..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bo Zhanchen stepped on his chest.

The light in the box spread out from above his head, forming a shadow on his face. When he was looking down, his expression could not be seen.

Lu Haitian was speechless at all. He was in a state of intense shock. The air in his chest seemed to be gradually squeezed out by Bo Zhanchen's strength. His face turned red instantly.

Bo Zhanchen bent down and patted his face with his mobile phone. The only sound was clear and cold, like an evil ghost crawling up from hell.

"Who gave you the courage to touch my people? Huh?"

Lu Haitian's pupils shrank and he took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, the door was suddenly knocked open.

Security guards, waiters, Li Haoran and others swarmed in.

It’s not so dirty that anyone will die or die. When taking pictures, the flash and shutter sound are not even turned off.

Bo Zhanchen tilted his head.

The other party's camera clearly captured the man's cold and pale face, and his originally sparkling peach blossom eyes held a sinister look that he had never seen before.