CHAPTER 948: CHAPTER 736: LIKING YOU SINCE THE FIRST GLANCE 77

The other party noticed his momentary distraction, stepped back two steps, and stood beside him, "What’s the matter, Mr. Bo? Did you see someone you know?"

Bo Qin shook his head. Back when what happened in this hotel, although the news was blocked, the final outcome obtained by the Pei Family allowed many in higher positions to somewhat guess a few things.

In other words, it must be about Bo Qin himself.

And some details and nuances, if they wanted to investigate deeply, there were still ways to check, even if the outcome might not be favorable.

But fortunately, the results obtained were not bad.

Bo Qin shook his head, "No, Perhaps I was mistaken."

The other party’s gaze flickered lightly but didn’t say anything, continuing to lead him to sit down.

The cooperation went well, and the other party sincerely came to discuss collaboration. As long as there wasn’t a significant divide between the two parties, cooperation is generally a win-win.

And having just grabbed a major piece in Fengcheng, cooperating with the Bo Group only had benefits.

So they all valued this cooperation negotiation highly.

Bo Qin saw that the other party was well-prepared; even the details were meticulously outlined, which showed the desire to collaborate.

Finally, a familiar waiter came to pour tea, and the fog in Bo Qin’s mind quickly cleared, Zhongyu remembered who this person was.

When reviewing the surveillance, he was the waiter leading the way, standing beside Bo Qin to pour tea, Bo Qin suddenly spoke, "Do you remember me?"

How could he not remember, although Bo Qin was unconscious at that time, Bo Qin was someone who left a lasting impression, even if he did not dare to look much at the time, he did see him.

His hand shook, but he still nodded honestly.

"Mr. Bo, I remember."

He finished pouring the tea and stood quietly aside. Bo Qin didn’t speak, and he didn’t dare to leave by himself, trying to minimize his presence silently.

Bo Qin didn’t know why, but he was obsessed with what happened back then. He obviously felt something, but Lin Ye told him otherwise. So how much did this waiter in front know?

Bo Qin’s fingers rubbed the edge of the teacup, thinking for a moment, and looked at the person in charge of the cooperation, "Mr. Qu, would it be convenient for me to step out to handle some matters first?"

"Of course, of course, Mr. Bo, please."

Bo Qin nodded, "Thank you."

Then, calling the waiter, he left the private room. Once outside, the assistant who came with Mr. Qu whispered, "Mr. Qu, does Mr. Bo have something important to attend to?"

Mr. Qu’s fingers curled up, and he glanced at Bo Qin’s assistant who did not follow out, his gaze faint, "Probably."

"Assistant Li, aren’t you going out with Mr. Bo?"

Assistant Li heard this and shook his head slightly; he was one of the few in secretarial roles.

His face looked extremely stern, making it quite tough to approach, but with his baby face, no matter how severe or stiff, he still gave a fresh and cute sense.

This made people find it quite amusing.

"Mr. Bo didn’t ask me to follow, which means he wants to ask himself. If there is no issue from Mr. Qu’s side, you can leave first, and for subsequent cooperation, just contact me directly."

Mr. Qu stroked his chin, thoughtfully.

"Actually, if Mr. Bo didn’t come on this trip, it wouldn’t have mattered, would it?"

Assistant Li was stunned and did not answer, "I don’t know."

Just kidding, could he, as a subordinate, know about Mr. Bo’s private itinerary and thoughts? Unless he found his life too idle, he knew to shut up when needed.

These were the rules taught by the workplace over the years.

They didn’t make much sense but were surprisingly practical.

Seeing that he couldn’t get anything from here, Mr. Qu didn’t say more and smiled, "In that case, let’s wait for Mr. Bo to return here together."

Assistant Li didn’t speak again, not wanting to guess what the other party was thinking, nor interested in guessing, but if the other party had any ill intentions, he didn’t mind doing something.

But everything had to wait for Mr. Bo to come back and confirm; he couldn’t act on his own.

...

Bo Qin took the waiter to the room he stayed in for a night back then. The setup was still familiar, but the incense inside was overwhelmingly fragrant. When he woke up that morning, he smelled a faint scent. His senses told him it might not have been a dream, so who was that person?

He pondered, eyebrows tightly furrowed, looking unhappy. Of course, who could be happy after experiencing such a thing?

It was an impossible dream.

Bo Qin’s aura was too powerful, causing the waiter’s forehead to bead with sweat. He nervously placed his hands behind him, twisting them together.