When Nie Xunhuan woke up, she found that she was covered with Bo Junyi's suit jacket. The huge president's office was very quiet. She sat up and looked around but did not find him.

Glancing at the thick stack of documents on the table, she picked up one at random. Unexpectedly, Bo Junyi had made comments on it and pointed out some problems to her, which benefited her a lot.

Just as she was concentrating on looking at the documents, a woman dressed very professionally and rigidly walked in.

She was wearing a white shirt and black wide-leg pants. She looked capable and fashionable. She was thin, with a neat short hair, and was very elegant.

"Ms. Nie, I am Zhou Yulu, Mr. Bo's assistant." She walked to the sofa with confidence, and was not surprised at all that Nie Xunhuan slept here.

Nie Xunhuan nodded and asked, "Where is he?"

"Mr. Bo is in a meeting. He said he would tell you if you wake up, and told you not to walk here and wait for him." Zhou Yulu said lightly. "

Oh, OK." Nie Xunhuan turned his head and glanced out the window. He didn't know when the sunny day turned into a cloudy day, as if it was going to rain.

Zhou Yulu also looked back, and then turned back, "Miss Nie, do you need anything else, coffee or juice?"

"Assistant Zhou, you don't have to treat me specially, I don't need anything, thank you." Nie Xunhuan pursed her lips and smiled lightly, polite and distant, which dissolved a lot of the coquettishness in her eyebrows and eyes.

Zhou Yulu was also used to seeing beautiful women, but it was rare to see Nie Xunhuan's coquettishness and purity.

She originally worked in the American branch and was transferred back last week. This was the first time she saw Nie Xunhuan come to the company today. She didn’t know what the relationship between her and Bo Junyi was.

Although she had a lot of suspicion in her heart, she was still polite to Nie Xunhuan on the surface. But

Nie Xunhuan was too smart. No matter how well Zhou Yulu hid it, she still saw it.

This intuition is not innate, but the result of too much experience.

The way these people look at her is far from as pure as the way Yan Zichen looks at her, so she saw it all the same.

After Zhou Yulu left, Nie Xunhuan sat on the sofa and sorted out documents. At the same time, he used a tablet to communicate with Anya in time to fix loopholes.

Although it is not his own office, his work efficiency is much higher.

After finishing her work, she stretched her waist and glanced at the watch on her thin wrist. It was already half past five, and Bo Junyi had not finished the meeting yet.

She stood up, walked to the French window, looked at the gloomy sky and the concrete forest outside, and stretched her shoulders. Coincidentally, at this moment, the door of the office opened.

Song Ling saw that she seemed to be relieved, "Help me?"

Nie Xunhuan turned his head to look at him, nodded blankly, not knowing what he wanted her to do for him.

Song Ling asked her to follow him, and the two came to the tea room. Zhou Yulu had already made a cup of coffee and was waiting.

"Let Miss Nie bring it in." Song Ling looked at Zhou Yulu who was holding the tray and stopped her.

Zhou Yulu was obviously stunned for a moment, wondering why Song Ling suddenly stopped her from going to the conference room.

However, she still obediently handed the tray to Nie Xunhuan, and stepped aside seemingly obediently.

"Is this for Bo Junyi?" Nie Xunhuan picked up the coffee and smelled it. The taste was bitter and mellow, but it lacked some mellow fragrance.

"Well, he is angry. If you don't go, I'm afraid no one will be able to go home today." Song Ling didn't ask her to deliver the coffee without a purpose, but the stalemate in the conference room was depressing.

It had been an hour, and no one dared to speak.

Everyone was wasting time inside.

Nie Xunhuan frowned, "He is angry and still delivering coffee to him. The more he drinks, the more he gets angry.

Just change a glass of water." Song Ling glanced at Zhou Yulu, "Change a glass of water immediately."

"Okay."

Zhou Yulu didn't dare to neglect it and quickly changed a glass of water.

Nie Xunhuan touched his coat pocket, curled his red lips, and let Song Ling pass.

After they left, Zhou Yulu looked at the cup of coffee she had brewed, thinking.

Arriving at the door of the conference room, Song Ling's clean and slender hand rested on the door handle, "You don't have to be nervous."

"Actually, I don't know why you asked me to come?" Only now did Nie Xunhuan remember to ask why.

Although it was too late.

Song Ling smiled awkwardly, "This time he's dealing with some old subordinates. I'm worried that he will take extraordinary measures like he did ten years ago, so I asked you to ease the situation and tell him not to be impulsive."

Nie Xunhuan nodded slightly and said indifferently, "But I don't think his measures were that extraordinary ten years ago."

After speaking, she paused, but she couldn't say anything to the Nie family.

"Come in." Song Ling said as he gently pushed the door open.

Nie Xunhuan swore that this was the most embarrassing shareholders' meeting she had ever witnessed.

There were more than a dozen people sitting at the huge conference table, young and old, male and female. They seemed to be very old and experienced, but they were all suppressed by Bo Junyi's cold aura.

Everyone's face was full of tension and uneasiness, but there was no expression on Bo Junyi's cold and handsome face. He was as calm as a statue.

Nie Xunhuan walked over and gently placed a glass of water in front of him.

Bo Junyi's dark eyes were fixed on her, and he soon realized that this was Song Ling's doing.

Nie Xunhuan put down the cup and did not rush to leave, but stood silently behind Bo Junyi.

Her appearance seemed to bring a little oxygen to the depressing conference room, and everyone moved their stiff bodies.

Song Ling, who was standing by the door, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene. If it were someone else, it would not have had such an effect.

He felt that the time was about up, so he walked to Bo Junyi and whispered a few words.

But in fact, he said nothing.

Bo Junyi did not respond. Song Ling straightened up and faced all the shareholders. "Today's meeting ends here. Please go back and think about it carefully. I will notify you of the time of the next shareholders' meeting."

Everyone's face lightened. Some quickly packed up their things and walked out of the meeting room.

Some people were slow, observing Nie Xunhuan from the corner of their eyes, secretly guessing why she came in.

However, Nie Xunhuan was very calm. She did not take the initiative to talk to Bo Junyi until the last shareholder left.

This is the rule.

It is to prevent those people from guessing what is going on here.

If she took the initiative to say something to Bo Junyi, no matter what expression she had, it would be speculated. It is better to have no expression at all, so that they can't speculate and feel uneasy. The next shareholders' meeting will have unexpected results.

Bo Jun also slowly stood up and turned to face Nie Xunhuan.

Song Ling walked away tactfully without disturbing them.