Mr. Bo is paranoid

Chapter 65 Family
At the beginning, she was more guilty than being a thief and stealing something. She looked here and there, for fear that someone would watch her.

She went to the farthest corner of the wall, which was the corner of the cold palace, no one came, it was all weeds.

At the beginning, he squatted there: "Mr. Bo, what's the matter?"

In her other hand, she was still holding a food box, which was quite pretty.

"Have you received your breakfast?" At this time, Bao Simo was standing by the large and bright French windows. The man was tall and tall, like a orchid orchid and a jade tree, and his eyes were as soft as spring water in March.

At the beginning, I was actually a little angry: "Why did you send me breakfast?"

"I'm afraid you will be hungry." Bao Simo replied quickly.

In this life, although he is only 24 years old, he is not as childish and awkward as his peers.

After all, he has experienced the previous life, and he understands the first time.

What he did, he must say it, let her know, care about her silently, don't say anything, what if his little girl thinks he treats her badly and runs away with others.

At the beginning, he frowned tightly: "Are you and Director Bo related?"

They are all surnamed Bo, so they should be a family.

"Yes."

At the beginning, she swallowed the words that came to her lips. She thought of the actress who was kicked out of the production that day. She almost caused Dai Nianhua to be terminated from the contract.

If she rejects Bo Simo, even if he doesn't say anything, Director Bo will feel ashamed and must replace Dai Nianhua.

This damn powerful capitalism.

At first he forced a smile: "Then I'll hang up, thank you Mr. Bo for the breakfast."

Bao Simo was in a good mood: "I'll come pick you up at noon and have dinner together."

I was frightened at the beginning: "No, I just like to eat the box lunch of the crew."

After hanging up the phone, I was worried at the beginning. She didn't throw away the food box, and she didn't throw it away.

Even if Bao Simo is a playboy, at least for now it seems that he wants to chase her, and she doesn't like him, so she must refuse, and she can't accept anything from him.

If you throw it away, it will definitely make Bo Simo and Director Bo angry.

Dai Nianhua was already filming.

At first, she had nothing to do, so she found a straw hat to wear, squatted under a big tree in a daze, and she hid the food box under an empty table.

She was so quiet that no one paid her any attention.

A few assistants of an artist were standing beside her, chatting happily.

"Dai Nianhua's little assistant is really lucky. Director Bo has taken a fancy to him. I heard from the crew that Director Bo said that he will bring her breakfast every day from now on."

Another: "Director Bo really likes women?"

"Really, I heard from the photographer that two years ago, there was a boy chasing Director Bo and he was beaten by Director Bo. That's what Director Bo said at the time."

The assistant cleared his throat, put his hands on his hips, and deliberately made a fierce look: "Dare to touch me, I will kick you to death, I don't like men."

As he said that, the man kicked the air hard a few times: "Later, the young master was detained and stayed there for half a month."

"That's right, it's better to be with Director Bo than to be unspoken by many men. You have to be with them. It's better to be with a woman than to be with a group of men."

She shrank her neck at first, but she didn't, and Bao Xiangsi didn't like her either.

"No wonder that little assistant dared to hit Jiang Rong that day. It turned out that Director Bo was behind him."

"I think that little assistant is very kind to Dai Nianhua. Do you think she will ask Director Bo for resources for Dai Nianhua?"

"This is why you don't understand. She had no background before and could only be a small assistant. Now that she has a financial backer, she must have made her debut in the entertainment industry."

"That is, you have the opportunity to be a star, don't you refuse? If it weren't for our lack of qualifications, who would want to be a small assistant and suffer every day."

(End of this chapter)