Bo Junyi looked at Nie Xunhuan coldly, his voice was chilly, "I still have to go to Qisheng Company."

See, he only came here for work.

Song Ling looked at Bo Junyi meaningfully, and said solemnly: "Mr. Bo, I'll take you there." He turned and looked at Nie Xunhuan, "Miss Nie, I'll leave Momo to you first. The thermos contains the chicken soup porridge that Mr. Bo asked the hotel chef to make for you."

At this time, Bo Junyi had already put on a somewhat wrinkled suit jacket and walked out of the ward.

After Song Ling gave his instructions, he left in a hurry.

Nie Xunhuan looked at the two people going away, feeling a little puzzled.

He and Bo Junyi hadn't even finished a complete sentence.

"Sister Xunhuan, stop looking, come and eat." Momo considerately put the thermos lunch boxes on the table and opened them one by one.

The aroma of the fragrant chicken soup porridge and meat buns filled the entire ward.

Nie Han swallowed his saliva with greedy eyes. He couldn't eat anything now and could only watch.

After serving a bowl of chicken soup porridge, Nie Xunhuan was about to feed him, but Momo said shyly: "Sister Xunhuan, let me do it."

She was stunned for a moment, and gently handed the bowl to Momo, "Be careful of the heat."

Momo nodded obediently, holding the porridge bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, blowing on it to cool it down and feeding Nie Han mouthful by mouthful.

Nie Han's face was as red as Zhang Fei, but his eyebrows and eyes were filled with happiness.

Nie Xunhuan smiled softly, she also served herself a bowl, and sat aside to eat quietly.

"Momo, did you come overnight?" Nie Xunhuan asked indifferently.

"Well, I called my uncle, and it was Uncle Bo who answered. When he heard that Nie Han was in the hospital and you were the only one taking care of him, he arranged a plane to take me here." Momo smiled shyly, "Don't look at Uncle Bo as cold, but he is actually a good person."

Nie Xunhuan nodded slightly and continued to eat.

In other words, he arrived last night.

But he didn't wake her up, so was he taking care of Xiaohan?

He is a rich young man who has never done anything, but he actually served a patient with his own hands. It's unbelievable.

Bo Junyi was sitting in the car. Song Ling glanced at him from the rear mirror from time to time, and continued driving without saying a word.

"What are you looking at?" Bo Junyi asked coldly.

"Nothing, I just think you are not a person who likes to lie. You are obviously worried that she can't handle it alone, but you said you are here for work." Song Ling shook his head and smiled faintly, finding it very interesting.

"I never realized that you like to study people's psychology so much. It would be better for you to go to the marketing department to study customer psychology." Bo Junyi said coldly.

"Don't." Song Ling smiled teasingly. It is true that being with a king is

like being with a tiger.

If you try to guess the psychology of the big boss casually, you will die miserably.

They went back to the hotel first, Bo Junyi changed into another black suit, and the two went to Qisheng Company again.

At first Song Ling thought that Bo Junyi was just making an excuse, saying that Qisheng Company invited him, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Qisheng Company has always wanted to enter the mainland market, but because the mainland market is becoming saturated, they have been trying to find a strong partner. Obviously, Bo's Group is the best choice.

At the same time, they also know that Bo's Group's president, Bo Junyi, is difficult to deal with.

They received Bo Junyi very warmly. The president of Qisheng Company, with a round belly and wearing a brown suit, looked at him with a smile: "Boss Bo, welcome."

Bo Junyi looked at President Sheng coldly, "Thank you, President Sheng."

President Sheng invited Bo Junyi to his office, and the two sat on the sofa in the reception area.

At this time, a very bright and well-behaved girl came over, holding a tray in her hand, and there were three cups of steaming coffee on the tray.

"Mr. Bo, let me introduce you. This is my daughter Sheng Yiru. She is 24 years old this year and has just returned from London after completing her doctorate." Mr. Sheng was so excited when he introduced his daughter, just like a salesman who was trying his best to promote his own product.

Bo Junyi was a dull person and always looked calm in the face of everything. He nodded very gentlemanly and did not express anything else.

Sheng Yiru placed three cups of coffee in front of the three people respectively, and smiled calmly, "I have met Mr. Bo. I have heard of Mr. Bo's great name a long time ago, but I didn't expect that Mr. Bo is so young. Seeing is believing."

"Thank you." Bo Junyi was still indifferent.

Song Ling glanced at Sheng Yiru. Although she was a Hong Kong girl studying in the UK, she was really very elegant, and she was a beautiful woman with a classical temperament.

But flowers have feelings, but flowing water is merciless.

Sheng Yiru seemed to have suffered a critical blow. She had never had a man so cold to her. The smile on her face was almost frozen.

"Is this Mr. Bo's first time in Hong Kong? Do you want Yiru to take you around? The night view of Hong Kong is very beautiful." Mr. Sheng is a seasoned man. He doesn't believe that Bo Junyi will really be indifferent to his daughter.

"No need." Bo Junyi refused coldly.

Song Ling looked up at Sheng Yiru and smiled lightly, "Mr. Bo has other things to do and doesn't have much time. Why not do it next time?"

As a secretary, he knew how to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Mr. Sheng and Sheng Yiru's expressions eased a lot, especially Sheng Yiru, "Well, I hope I can take Mr. Bo to visit places next time."

She was very smart and followed Song Ling's address to call Bo Junyi.

Bo Junyi looked cold, and this "Mr. Bo" was far less pleasant than Nie Xunhuan's call.

Mr. Sheng felt that the atmosphere would become increasingly strange if he continued talking, so he changed the topic to this cooperation.

"Mr. Bo, what do you think about this cooperation?" Mr. Sheng asked with a smile.

Bo Junyi looked at him coldly, and said in a deep voice, "I have never been interested in investment in Hong Kong. If Mr. Sheng really wants to cooperate, you should show some sincerity." Mr.

Sheng was stunned, "Haha, how is it possible, Mr. Bo, Hong Kong is a good place to make money."

"The biggest investment of the Bo Group is overseas, and Hong Kong is really not worth it." Bo Junyi said in a cold and arrogant tone.

Mr. Sheng's face changed suddenly, and his mouth twitched slightly, "Then I wonder why Mr. Bo agreed to cooperate with me?"

"Just bored." Bo Junyi pretended to be uninterested.

Mr. Sheng's chest rose and fell a little, "Mr. Bo, didn't I say that my company is different from those outside? I have very strong funds. The purpose of cooperating with you is to expand the mainland market."

"Really? Since you have such a strong backing, why do you have to cooperate with me?" After speaking, Bo Junyi stood up and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Bo, please wait a moment." Sheng Yiru saw the cold sweat on Mr. Sheng's forehead and hurriedly called Bo Junyi, "My father didn't mean that."