National School Prince Is A Girl

Su Mei would be a man, and quickly took Bo Zhongyi's arm, where she gave Bo Zhongyi a sigh of relief while facing Bo Jiudao: "Your dad's health has always been bad, you are still so angry with him, this is present. Which is not your elders, you do n’t have to be polite, and come here with a skateboard to hurt people. This is not the place you should come. Aunt advises you to go quickly, otherwise it will not be good-looking for you and your mother. It’s not good."

Bo Jiu heard the words and smiled sideways. He was sideways in front of He Honghua, so he copied his trousers pocket with one hand and looked down at Su Mei: "Since he is a secretary, just stand beside him honestly and do your best Work, the conversation between our Bo family, what is your business? "

"You." Su Mei's eyes narrowed: "Bo Jiu, how is your child now the same as your mother, so no matter what the occasion, I will say it again, here is the shareholders' meeting, you ..."

Bo Jiu interrupted her before she finished speaking. She played with a USB flash drive and her voice was very quiet: "It is because this is a shareholders' meeting, so I warn you to do your secretary's duty, otherwise , Just get out of me. "

"You wicked son!" Bo Zhongyi listened to Bo Jiu's words even more relentlessly: "Call the security guard, call the following security guards, where is this place, where is the trouble?"

Su Mei's face was also cold, her eyes full of ice, but no one here has said to make her go.

This little farmer's steamed buns really didn't teach him anything to eat for a few days. He almost forgot who he was.

Deserve to be pushed!

Toast without eating fines!

Wouldn't clever Bo Jiu see Su Mei's thoughts, but she didn't seem to see or hear Bo Zhongyi's call to be a security guard, and walked towards the long table in the conference room.

Then he reached out and knocked on the back of one of the chairs.

That person was no one else, it was Su Mei's younger brother, Su Xing.

"What do you want to do! Bo Jiu, what exactly do you want to do!" After Bo Ximing saw his movements, that proud little face was full of poison.

In contrast, Bo Jiu's expression is a lot calmer: "Want to ask your uncle, how can he qualify to sit here."

"Bo Jiu." Su Mei said something again: "Su Xing is one of the shareholders of Bo's. You see him should honor him with Su, not this tone."

"Yeah, how can I talk to President Su like this?"

"In other words, this Bo Jiu really died with He Honghua."

"No matter how I say it, I was born in the country. Even if I have money now, I can't get rid of the stinky problems of that body. Fortunately, the Boss has Ximing."

The two shareholders next to Bo Jiu's eyes were full of disapproval. These two shareholders did not have many shares, but they maintained the Su family everywhere.

Su Xing also sneered: "That's enough, Mr. He, take your son, who is not clear to you, and leave quickly, we don't want to always read jokes."

Every time a shareholder meeting is held, He Honghua is subject to various mockings.

Often she always clenched her fists and told herself to endure for Nine.

But now, Jiu is standing in front of her, the group of people ...

He Honghua did not stay any longer, not because she couldn't stand it. She was afraid of being wronged by Jiu, but she was just about to reach out.

Bo Jiu said, but his expression was very indifferent: "Did some people forget that your 15% of the shares have been mortgaged?"