Bo Yunli drank the water for a while, and the blue veins on the forehead jumped wildly under the seemingly calm and handsome face.

Su goes too...

Lin Zhan also went...

The next second, the sound of the president's chair sliding backwards sounded, and Bo Yunli picked up the mobile phone on the desk: "Prepare the car."

Lu Wenbin's eyes lit up with a 'ding', two bright lights shot towards the president, and tentatively said, "Go to Wang's house?"

Bo Yunli glanced at him and said lightly, "Go to Yintai."

"Yintai? What is the president doing at Yintai so late?"

Intime is the most expensive luxury shopping mall in Kyoto, and Lu Wenbin was a little disappointed.

Bo Yunli tidied up the cuffs of his suit and walked out. When he passed by Lu Wenbin, he stopped: "Go to Yintai and choose a gift for Mr. Wang."

It was not until the door of the office was closed that Lu Wenbin realized what the president meant.

He clenched his hands into small fists, and a high-pitched rooster croaked from his heart.

Miss Su! Fighting! (come on)

When Bo Yunli returned to the office, Lu Wenbin's posture was very puzzling.

With a stiff expression, he said, "President... What else is there to order?"

Bo Yunli narrowed his eyes: "Fax the remaining documents to Lin Zhan and tell him to work overtime tonight."

Lu Wenbin silently mourned for Master Lin for a second. It seems that tonight, Master Lin will not want to go anywhere...

——

At 19:30, before the banquet officially started, the Wang Family Villa was already brightly lit.

Those who wanted to curry favor with the Wang family naturally attached great importance to them and came early, such as Rong Shengming and Rong Ruo.

The one surrounded by the crowd was the master of the whole banquet, the old man Wang Qingshen.

Wang Qingshen was about the same age as Bo Zhan, and he had the same high-spirited and undiminished demeanor, but he stayed abroad all the year round, and he got Western habits, smoking a cigar, wearing a plaid suit and a gentleman's top hat.

"I'm sorry, please," Rong Shengming's tone was reasonable. He pushed aside the crowd and walked to Wang Qingshen with his granddaughter.

"Hello Mr. Wang, this is my granddaughter, Rong Ruo."

He stretched out his hand and pressed Rong Ruo's shoulder, and Rong Ruo called out, "Hello, Grandpa Wang, welcome back to China."

She was holding a long box in her hand, which contained her hard work these days.

Wang Qingshen took a sip of his cigar and smiled 'hehe': "I haven't come back for a few years, and Xiao Ruocuo is getting more and more beautiful. I heard from Dongqing that you prepared a gift for grandpa tonight? Or is it grandpa's favorite Chinese painting?"

Rong Ruo held the box in his arms, pretending to be mysterious: "I drew it myself, but I'll reveal it later~"

The Su family hasn't come yet, so we have to wait for them to come and then reveal it. That comparison will be exciting! Just wonderful!

Seeing this, the two elders Wang and Rong couldn't help laughing, and they were in a kind of harmony.

"Grandpa, I have your phone number," Wang Dongqing walked through the crowd with her phone held up, and saw Rong Ruo with delicate makeup and a little champagne-colored dress at a glance.

He handed the phone to his grandfather and glanced around to make sure that Rong Ruo's boyfriend Qi Yu was not here.

Wang Dongqing was in a good mood and smiled brightly at Rong Ruo.

That smile was a little crazy.

Although he had long known that Rong Ruo and Qi Yu were boyfriend and girlfriend, but after all he had never seen them together, Rong Ruo would always be the perfect and reserved goddess in his mind.

"Dongqing!" Wang Qingshen hung up the phone with a complicated expression, some surprise and some seriousness.

Wang Dongqing was at a loss: "What's wrong, grandpa?"

"Where's your dad? I have something to do with him!"

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