Mu Zhenying looked at Shi Yulan who turned back to her room, and he was very angry. However, thinking about what Shi Yulan had done during this period, Mu Zhenying didn't bother with her anymore.

He took out the phone from his bag and dialed the first number on the address book.

"Are you ready?" Mu Zhenying's voice was a little cold, and you could tell at once that he was thinking of something sinister.

The person on the other end of the phone responded in a deep voice, and then asked, "Anything else?"

The agreement they had made ended here. If Mu Zhenying had no other needs, he could leave first. Hearing his inquiry, Mu Zhenying thought for a moment and said, "Hack into the stock market for me, manipulate the ups and downs of the stock market, and prevent Bosch from turning over."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed a little hesitant.

"What's wrong? Can't do it?" Mu Zhenying sneered. For those who think highly of themselves, the word "no" is a direct insult to them. They would rather take risks than admit that they can't do it.

Mu Zhenying seized this point and deliberately used provocation to deal with him.

Sure enough, after Mu Zhenying finished speaking, the man immediately responded, "No problem."

A hint of pride flashed in Mu Zhenying's eyes, "We are in the same boat, don't worry, as long as you do your job well, I promise that nothing will happen to you."

What they did was illegal, and if something went wrong, no one could escape responsibility.

The person on the other end of the phone snorted coldly, and then hung up the phone.

"Everyone has a temper." Mu Zhenying smiled, but didn't mind the man's attitude. During this time, he had long been accustomed to the man's attitude of not taking anyone seriously.

He flipped through his address book and called another number.

It was his personal assistant.

"Xiao Chen, has the invitation for the party been delivered to Bosch?" Mu Zhenying planned to hold a party and invite some celebrities in the business community to get together and watch a good show.

"Yes, President, it has been delivered to Bosch as you ordered."

Mu Zhenying nodded, "Then you can start preparing."

He was not afraid that Bo Junyi would not come to participate. When he asked Xiao Chen to deliver the invitation, he specifically instructed that the person who received the invitation should tell Bo Junyi that not only the person in charge of Boyi would go, but also the persons in charge of several other companies that were almost as famous as Boyi would go.

Given Bo Junyi's current situation, he would not miss this opportunity in vain.

Sitting on the sofa, Mu Zhenying poured himself a glass of red wine. No matter what, Shi Yulan is his woman, Bo Junyi is about to become his defeated general, and he is the most successful person.

Bo Yingfan wants to beat him, no way.

Mu Zhenying shook the red wine glass in his hand, and the bright red liquid flowed in the glass, which made him more and more excited.

"It's a post sent by Mu Zhenying." When Song Ling returned to the company, he happened to meet a staff member who was still busy and couldn't hand the post to Bo Junyi, so he took the post and handed it to Bo Junyi along with the things in his hand.

Bo Junyi took a look at it, then put it aside and flipped through the information Song Ling gave him.

"Are you going?" Song Ling stood aside and asked lightly.

Bo Junyi nodded casually, "Why not?"

In fact, even if Mu Zhenying didn't tell him that the people from Bo Yi were going, and didn't bring any words, he would still go based on this post.

Isn't this what Mu Zhenying wanted?

Song Ling looked at Bo Junyi, his lips pursed, looking abstinent and serious, and his eyes were also cold like ice.

"The company's recent situation is not good." Song Ling said.

Bo Junyi seemed to frown, and Song Ling suspected that he had seen it wrong.

"As of today, the company's shares have fallen by ten percentage points. Ten companies have suspended cooperation with the company, and three companies have refused the originally scheduled contracts. The public opinion is all unfavorable to the company. The company's morale is unsettled, and everyone is guessing whether the company can survive."

Bo Junyi's voice was indifferent and cold, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Is that what you want to say?" Bo Junyi raised his head from the information and looked at Song Ling with a complicated look.

Song Ling frowned, thinking that Bo Junyi's reaction was a little strange.

Bo Junyi sat at the table, turned sideways and poured two glasses of warm water, and raised one of them himself.

He has recently liked clear water, which is clean and harmless. It is a good nourishing product for his stomach.

Song Ling picked up the other glass unconsciously, wondering in his heart when Bo Junyi changed his taste.

Didn't he always think that plain water was bland, so he usually drank coffee or tea? He

had only been away for a few days, so how come he acted as if he didn't know Bo Junyi?

"You don't look anxious at all." Song Ling took a sip of water.

Bo Junyi's eyebrows were indifferent, and his eyes were a little vague as he looked out the window. "What's there to be anxious about? Being anxious won't solve any problems."

Song Ling was silent. Of course, he also understood this truth.

Bo Junyi's indifference was probably because he was confident.

And this time, he was also confident?

Or, was he just in the mood to take a gamble?

Song Ling was only responsible for doing things, but he didn't know Bo Junyi's true thoughts, and he didn't want to know everything. The reason why Bo Junyi lived so depressed was because he was too smart and saw too many things.

In this world, only fools live the happiest.

If they can't be fools, they would rather be not so smart.

Bo Junyi handed the documents on the table to Song Ling again, "Don't worry about the company's affairs, just continue to do your work."

Song Ling nodded, "You should also give yourself some time to rest."

Although Bo Junyi has been suppressing himself, Song Ling still noticed his little movements, drinking water continuously, frowning occasionally, and his hands falling on his stomach from time to time.

Bo Junyi's stomach problems have always been serious. It seems that the recent stress has aggravated his condition.

Bo Junyi did not speak.

Song Ling retreated silently. When closing the door, he turned back and said one more sentence, "If you want to choose a simple life, you might as well take this opportunity to step down from this coveted position."

As a friend of Bo Junyi, he also sincerely wanted Bo Junyi to have the life he wanted. Bo Junyi has lived too lonely these years.

Having said that, he closed the door.

Bo Junyi turned his gaze back to the gilded invitation on the table, his eyes cold.

Mu Zhenying, you are finally going to serve the main course.

"Lu Hai."

Bo Junyi dialed Lu Hai's number.

On the other end of the phone, Lu Hai was nervous and guilty. He already knew that there was a problem with the contract with Boyi. The problem was probably caused by him.

Lu Hai listened in silence.

Bo Junyi's voice was emotionless and no emotion could be heard.

He said, "I'll give you a few days off, go home and rest."