Out of control and sinking

In the office, Bo Ye sat at the computer desk with financial statements in front of him, but half an hour had passed and he hadn't seen a single word.

The man pursed his thin lips, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Chen Nan pushed the door open and came in. He was still staring at the financial statements with a serious expression, just like when Chen Nan came in just now.

Chen Nan came over and said, "Mr. Bo, is there something wrong with the report?"

“If there’s a problem, I’ll take it back and have them redo it.”

When Bo Ye heard this, he glanced at him lightly and uttered three words on his lips: "No problem."

Chen Nan glanced at the watch on his wrist: "You have been staring at this financial statement for forty minutes."

"Mr. Bo, do you have something on your mind? You can tell me and I will analyze it for you."

Logically speaking, Bo Ye's waist is healed, and he finally went home to reunite with Miss Jiang last night.

Isn't this passionate? Is a breakup better than a wedding?

Why do you look a little weird when you come today, as if you have been stimulated by something?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Bo Ye ask him: "Chen Nan, have you ever been in love?"

Caught off guard, Chen Nan looked confused: "Huh?"

Bo Ye was impatient: "Ah, what, let me ask you if you have ever been in love?"

Chen Nan: "We've talked about it. I'm so old, how could I not have talked about it?"

Bo Ye: "How many have you talked to?"

Chen Nan thought for a while: "Including three from high school, otherwise two."

"The one in high school was too young at the time, barely a year old, and they broke up after dating for more than a month, so it doesn't count at all."

After hearing this, Bo Ye stared at him in disbelief, his eyes a little strange: "We talked for three times?"

Bo Ye touched his chin: "I didn't see it, Chen Nan."

"You are still a lover."

Chen Nan almost spit out his old blood: "What a lover, please don't break me, Mr. Bo. In what age is it now, any young man doesn't have a few exes." "I don't." Bo Ye said directly. Interrupted, with a strong and firm tone: "I only have one."

Chen Nan: "Okay, okay, just tell me what you are proud of."

Chen Nanqi asked: "Mr. Bo, why are you suddenly interested in my relationship history?"

Bo Ye asked him again: "Of these three, which one do you love the most? Which one is your first?"

Chen Nan: "..."

"Mr. Bo, haven't you heard a saying? That saying that a qualified ex should be as good as dead. Who said I have been in love? I have no ex in the entire network."

"So don't ask."

Bo Ye: "..."

Bo Ye leaned back his shoulders, stared at him with black eyes, and uttered two words from his thin lips: "One hundred thousand."

"Say or not?"

He still doesn't believe that Chen Nan can regard money as dirt.

When Chen Nan heard one hundred thousand, his heart was indeed moved, but his intuition told him that if he persisted, there would be more.

So he was firm: "No."

Bo Ye continued to increase the price: "Two hundred thousand."

This time Chen Nan was really moved.

It’s just a relationship history.

He didn't dare to open his mouth like a lion, and he was even more greedy. He knew Bo Ye, and Bo Ye was the most calculating and vindictive person.

"make a deal."

Chen Nan took a deep breath and said in one breath: "The third one I love the most is the one I met in my sophomore year. She was my goddess at the time. I chased her for a long time before I caught her. I stayed with her until we graduated from college and broke up because she wanted to get married. I wanted to study abroad, and we quarreled every day because of this matter. In the end, we broke up when we couldn't stand it any more." (End of Chapter)