Bo Zhengyuan stood up on the sofa with weak legs, and sweat the size of beans broke out on his forehead.

No wonder......

It's no wonder that during this period of time, some old people in the Bo family's industry obviously didn't listen to him, and the situation in Kyoto was also a little delicate.

He also guessed that other forces might have interfered in Kyoto, and he didn't expect to kill him, it turned out to be the old man!

When is it good?

Why hide it from him?

The more Bo Zhengyuan wiped the more sweat on his forehead.

At this time, Old Man Bo stretched out his foot, cleanly picked up the crutches from the ground, and landed firmly in his hands.

Immediately after another wave of his hand, the crutches were drawn to Bo Zhengyuan with a sound that broke through the air.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

Heavy rod after rod.

"Dad, Dad, listen to me, you-"

Where did Bo Zhengyuan dare to hide, he cried while screaming miserably, "Listen to me, you misunderstood, misunderstood!" ”

Bo Junxiao handed Yan Mu a look, and Yan Mu hurriedly went over to support Old Man Bo.

After all, Old Man Bo's body was still weak, and he beat his son so hard that he was a little out of breath.

Yan Mu helped Old Man Bo to sit down, and quietly massaged his shoulder.

"Grandpa,"

Bo Junxiao said lightly, "It's not worth it, your body matters." ”

Bo Zhengyuan was already speechless in pain.

Mrs. Bo glared at Bo Junxiao, and her heart was full of anger.

Why is this happening?

"Let's go,"

Old Man Bo took a sip of tea, and said without looking at Bo Zhengyuan and his wife, "Xiaofan's matter, it's not your turn to interfere." ”

As he spoke, he put down his teacup, "Also, go back and inform that the board of directors will be held next week." ”

It's time for him to return.

Old Man Bo snorted coldly in his heart. originally wanted to hold a board meeting for a while, but since Bo Zhengyuan was so anxious, it would be better for him to return as soon as possible.

Bo Zhengyuan's face changed: "Dad, what are you going to do?" ”

"Get out!"

Old Man Bo slapped the table.

Bo Zhengyuan and Mrs. Bo immediately left the main mansion in a gloomy manner, almost as if they were fleeing.

As soon as the two of them left, Old Man Bo sighed and said to Vice President Zhang, who had been trying his best to shrink his sense of existence: "The family is unfortunate, see you smile." ”

The infighting in the Bo family is naturally very disgraceful.

Vice President Zhang didn't praise anything, and hurriedly smiled respectfully and said: "Living at home, there are always bumps and bumps, and the old man's health is better, which is a blessing for his children and grandchildren." ”

Bo Zhengfan finally stayed in the old mansion safely.

Yan Mu also vaguely understood that the conference was about to be held, and after this conference, the layout of those forces in Kyoto should change.

But looking at the appearance of Old Man Bo, it seems that he is already in the chest.

This is something that did not happen in the previous life, in the previous life, the old man Bo died miserably, and this conference also made the Bo family almost leave the political arena.

In this life, Yan Mu doesn't know the results of the conference, but at the very least, Old Man Bo and Bo Zhengfan are still there, and everything is possible if they are here.

Steward Chen came over and cleaned up the living room.

Vice President Zhang walked curiously to the flower room.

As soon as he entered the flower room, the moist and pure breath came to his face, and his whole person immediately had a wonderful feeling, indescribably comfortable.

"Good flowers!"

Vice President Zhang took a deep breath and blurted out a thumbs up.

It was the first time he had seen such a dense flowering tree, the leaves were shiny and green, and they were fat and tender.

Especially a large area of double-petaled red roses over there, it is more like a sunset.

"Bo Lao, your flower room is really amazing!"

Vice President Zhang felt that his whole body was drunk, and the cells in his whole body seemed to be active.

Old Man Bo smiled and pointed to the teapot, and Steward Chen hurriedly re-brewed a pot of rose tea and sent it over.

"You are a big smoker, try this flower tea,"

Old Man Bo smiled and said, "It's the double-petaled red roses in this flower room." ”