Have Fun With Bo Jinchuan

However, in the next second, before she could even blink, she saw Gu Linxi's head suddenly disappear from the video…

Bo Yuelin frowned deeply. In just a few minutes of video chat, he felt that the endurance he had accumulated over the years had been exhausted.

How did such an unpredictable man become the leader of the Ming Corporation, which was so popular worldwide?

This comparison made people feel even more indignant.

The Bo Consortium had been established for hundreds of years, and generations of hard work had been spent on it. In the end, it could not compare to the company of such a young man.

No matter how she thought about it, it felt ridiculous and pathetic.

At this moment, Gu Linxi bent her back to avoid the camera. She ran to Bo Jinchuan and placed her hands on the table. She smiled at him.

Turning back to look at the ashen-faced Bo Yuelin on the projection wall, she raised her eyebrows and whispered,