C90 (2/2)

Seeing the pleading in Long Ye's eyes, his impulsive mind finally calmed down, and he immediately closed the National Intelligence website.

”Ao Tian, I really want to know what secrets the little loli has on her body to actually call you …” Long Ye did not finish his words, but his face was filled with confusion and puzzlement. One must know that Yu Aotian had always been calm when he acted, but today, he had displayed an extremely unstable side.

”Nothing.” Yu Aotian avoided Long Ye's question and let out a long sigh. His unfathomable eyes looked outside the window as if he had thought of something …

”Miss Mo, is Boss Yu here?”

'I'm sorry, Boss Yu is meeting in the afternoon.

”Miss Mo, has Boss Yu held a meeting yet?”

'I'm sorry, Boss Yu is meeting with a customer.'

'Miss Mo...

In the entire afternoon, Yaoyao had almost stepped on the doorstep of the CEO's office to the point of exploding, yet she did not see Yu Aotian. It was unknown if he was truly busy or had already guessed that she had come for the purpose of intentionally hiding from him. Sad!

”Hello, Miss.” When it was time for her to get off work, she had just walked out of the Bosch Group gate when she was stopped by a beautiful lady.

”You are?”

”Hur hur, I am Chairman Xia's secretary. Our Chairman Xia would like to invite you over.” As she spoke, the beauty pointed to a Cadillac parked by the side of the road.

Following the secretary to the side of the car, Xia Yu opened the door: ”Let's go in the car to talk.”

Ah? Get in the car and talk? This Xia Yu wouldn't really think that he was his FANS, right? ” Summer... Chairman Xia, I'm in a hurry to return home. If you have anything to say, please say it here. ”

”Heh heh, if that's true, I think the traffic police will take me for coffee.” Xia Yu laughed with extreme humour.

”Yaoyao had no choice but to get in the car. Chairman Xia, what business do you have with me? ”

”What's your name?”

”Lo Yaoyao.”

”Oh, it's a very cute name. It's just as cute as your appearance. I'll call you Yaoyao, okay? ” Although Xia Yu was already close to fifty years old, he looked to be in his early thirties. Adding on his decent five senses, he looked extremely refined. It gave people a feeling of intimacy.

”Yes.”

”Where do you live? I'll send you back. ”

Ah, her home … Loess Gao Po: ”No, Chairman Xia. Thank you for your good intentions. I can go back by myself.”