Fortunately, the old man Cui Chengming didn't pour tea for Hua Jian.
Otherwise, I would have sprayed tea in my face.
Bo Lin's expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, "Hua Jian and I are friends, and he is my family's tutor."
Cui Chengming raised his eyebrows, not knowing whether to believe it or not.
"So that's how it is. Although I've met Mr. Bo several times, I've never had the chance to chat more. Today's a perfect opportunity. Please come in."
Cui Chengming gave Bo Lin enough face, so it was not easy for Bo Lin to keep a cold face.
He picked up the cup and lightly touched the tea to his lips, as if he was doing Cui Chengming a favor.
The Bo family has a huge network of connections. Although Mr. Bo has abdicated, his influence remains.
Even if Cui Chengming has achieved some success, he cannot be too excessive in front of the Bo family.
"Today's incident was a misunderstanding. Hua Jian and I hit it off right away, and I specially asked someone to invite him over today to reminisce about the past. I didn't expect Mr. Bo to misunderstand me."
"Chairman Cui's success from scratch is admirable, but he should be careful about hiring people. We live in a society ruled by law, and Cui Zhao's behavior is likely to attract hatred."
[What's the point of continuing the old story? You just want Wutong to be my dad.]
After each of the three people spoke, the atmosphere became awkward again.
Hua Jian noticed that the two of them were looking at him, so he asked, "How about you two chat first? I have something else to do, can I leave first?"
...
Cui Chengming: "Please think carefully about my suggestion. I'm waiting for your good news."
Then he and Bo Lin stood up tacitly and shook hands to say goodbye.
The two of them arrived at the quiet first-floor lobby, and Bo Lin asked, "Cui Chengming wants to adopt you as his godson?"
"Did you hear what he said outside the door just now? Cui Chengming is really outrageous." Hua Jian didn't doubt how he knew it, but he was still a little speechless when he said it.
Bo Lin stared at him thoughtfully.
Cui Chengming is a cunning man. He wanted to recognize Hua Jian as his godchild the second time he met her. It must be because there was something about Hua Jian that made him do that.
He was moved. Could it be that the old fox Cui Chengming could also hear Hua Jian's thoughts?
Considering that Cui Chengming was still in the hospital at this time.
The most likely possibility is that Hua Jian’s voice saved Cui Chengming’s life.
By connecting a few simple things, Bo Lin found the correct answer to the whole matter.
"He's been superstitious about numerology and feng shui these years. Maybe he really thinks you're compatible."
"I have no interest in being his son."
Bo Lin hummed a low, humming sound, then changed the subject: "Why didn't you take the gift I gave you? Don't you like that brand? What brand do you like? I'll ask Jiang Kai to buy it for you again."
Hua Jian paused, "That gift is too expensive. A full color of paint costs almost as much as a sports car. I can't accept it without doing anything. Besides, you introduced me to a job, so I appreciate the gift."
Bo Lin stared at his conflicted expression and suddenly smiled.
"You are Fan Ling's teacher and also my friend. Do you need to be rewarded for a box of paint?"
"What else could I, Bo Lin, desire from you?"
Hua Jian frowned: "That's not what I meant."
Bo Lin: "Then put it away. I heard that this kind of paint lasts shorter than ordinary paint. If you keep it for a long time, the color will not be beautiful."
He was trying to convince himself with a serious expression.
Thinking about how Bo Lin rushed here so anxiously when he knew that Cui Chengming had taken him away.
Hua Jian didn't want to embarrass Bo Lin.
No matter how expensive it is, it's just a box of paint. At worst, I can wait for Bo Lin's exhibition hall to open and then give him a valuable gift myself.
"Thank you very much."
Bo Lin was satisfied and he withdrew his gaze from Hua Jian's face.
Almost immediately, Hua Jian noticed that Bo Lin's mood had improved.
He said secretly:
This is what it's like to have a rich friend.
[Giving me such a valuable gift, he actually looks happier than me? ]
The two walked out together, followed by two teams of cold and stern bodyguards, standing out in the bright hall.
"Who is that? Do you know him?"
A man not far away had his eyes fixed on Hua Jian and couldn't take them away.
"Mr. Li, that's the Xie family's little burden. Have you forgotten that when you and Xie Zhiyan were fighting, it was that little burden who went to complain? And you even said you'd kill him sooner or later?"
Shu Yan's words were sour.
"Who? Is that the little girl from the Xie family?" Li Chengbai's eyes widened in disbelief. "I was only abroad for two years. Did the little girl have plastic surgery?"
Shu Yan secretly glanced at Hua Jian, his eyes full of jealousy.
Hua Jian became famous for picking a single fruit at Imperial Capital University.
He seemed completely different after taking off his black-framed glasses.
It has completely fascinated those short-sighted bastards in school.
It seems that the young boys in school cannot satisfy Hua Jian.
He has already set his sights on these second-generation young masters.
While Shu Yan was daydreaming, Li Chengbai could no longer hold back and walked towards Hua Jian.
"Little glasses!"
The man's voice was particularly harsh in the quiet private hospital.
"Little Glasses! Wait a minute!"
Soon, Li Chengbai was stopped by bodyguards in front of the revolving door.
"Sir, please don't come any closer."
The bodyguard had a stern expression. Hua Jian turned her head and happened to meet Li Chengbai's gaze.
"Do you know him?" Bo Lin asked him.
Hua Jian shook her head: "I don't know him."
Li Chengbai said dissatisfiedly: "Little Glasses, I am Li Chengbai, why don't you recognize your brother?"
Bo Lin's eyebrows twitched and he raised his eyelids to look at him.
Hua Jian was puzzled: "Li Chengbai?"
Li Chengbai saw that he had forgotten about him but he couldn't get angry at all.
Because the glasses are so cute!
There was a smile in his eyes, and his tone was very relaxed: "I almost didn't recognize you when you took off your black-framed glasses. If you had shown your face earlier, I wouldn't have been willing to beat you when I was a kid."
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