Kiss You, Sweetheart

Song Zhixin put down his little play scene and snapped his fingers: "OK, I'll see how long you and your right hand can be company."

Bo Jiayan: "I'm not sure."

At this time, Sally brought the fragrant Blue Mountain coffee to song Zhixin. She leaned slightly and put her hands on Song Zhixin's hands: "Mr. Song, your coffee."

"Thank you Song Zhixin smiles, takes the coffee and puts his business card in Sally's hand.

As soon as Sally's eyes shine, she will be favored by the young master of the Song family, which is her great blessing. In my heart, I was secretly happy, but I saw Bo Jiayan's hand coldly stretched out and took song Zhixin's business card out of her hand.

"Mr. bo..." Sally was stunned. Bo Jiayan is cold-blooded, which makes people afraid.

With a sneer on his lips, Bo Jiayan put his business card back in Song Zhixin's pocket: "don't harm my employees."

Song Zhixin picked up his eyebrows and chuckled. He lifted the coffee and sniffed it. His tone was casual: "it's very fragrant."

However, Sally's face changed. If a woman can become an assistant to the president, her IQ will not be too low. She could hear the meaning of Bocha. Although it's clearly warning song Zhixin, it's secretly warning her about the rules she should abide by as Bo's employees.

He won't allow his assistant to flirt with song Zhixin.

Sally is a very smart woman. Song Zhixin is famous. Even if she is fond of her, it's just a moment's interest. After going to bed several times, it's no good.

As a result, she knew the current affairs very well, straightened her back, straightened her posture as assistant to the president, and reminded Bo Jiayan: "Mr. Bo, it's time for celebration."

"Well." Bo Jiayan answered lightly.

After Sally left, song Zhixin sighed: "Hey, when you are a monk, do you want others to be nuns?"

Bo Jiayan didn't care about him, so he walked towards the door with a cold step.

The three took the elevator for the president to go downstairs.

Bo Jiayan and Sally walked out of the elevator first, and the reporters who had been waiting for a long time immediately shot Bo Jiayan, making him shine like a star.

Song Zhixin is about to step out of the elevator, but suddenly stops and picks up the amulet that Bo Jiayan fell on the ground.

Bocayan had been surrounded by people, and it was not convenient for him to give it to him at this time.

Since they were young, they were as good as a pair of basic friends. Song Zhixin also wore Bo Jiayan's amulet. He looked at it and put it on his neck. Just, the button on the rope is good, how can it fall off?

The square in front of Bo's building is a lively and festive scene.

A high hanging LCD screen on Bo's building is playing this world-famous grand ceremony. Bo Jiayan was dressed in a gray suit, with a small piece of collar exposed. He was extremely handsome.

At this moment, he became the fifth man of diamonds that women all over the world want to marry, with hundreds of billions of assets.

Reporters surrounded him in the center, surrounded by dozens of microphones. Reporters asked questions in an orderly manner, and Bo Jiayan gave concise answers, calm and bold.

Not far away, the elders of Bo, Qi and song families gathered.

Bo Kun finally successfully retired to the second line, looking at his son full of hope, shining under the magnesium lamp.

Qi Xiaocheng is still like a smiling face Bodhisattva. Looking at Bo Jiayan on the big screen, he keeps nodding.