Out of control and sinking

In his office, Bo Ye sat at his computer desk, facing a financial report. Half an hour had passed, but he hadn't paid any attention to a single word.

The man's thin lips were pursed, and it was unclear what he was thinking about.

Chen Nan pushed the door open and saw him staring at the financial statements with the same serious expression as when Chen Nan had just come in.

Chen Nan walked over: "President Bo, is there a problem with the report?"

"If there's a problem, I'll take it back and have them redo it."

Upon hearing this, Bo Ye glanced at him indifferently and uttered three words: "No problem."

Chen Nan glanced at his watch: "You've been staring at this financial statement for forty minutes now."

"Mr. Bo, is something on your mind? You can tell me about it, and I'll help you analyze it."

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

Isn't this a passionate affair? Absence makes the heart grow fonder?
Why do you look so strange today, like you've been through something traumatic?

Just then, Bo Ye asked him, "Chen Nan, have you ever been in a relationship?"

Caught off guard, Chen Nan looked completely bewildered: "Huh?"

Bo Ye said impatiently, "What 'huh'? I'm asking if you've ever been in a relationship?"

Chen Nan: "Yes, I have. I'm so old, how could I not have dated?"

Bo Ye: "How many have you dated?"

Chen Nan thought for a moment: "Add the three from high school, or two if you don't."

"I was too young in high school, not even an adult yet, and we broke up after less than a month, so it doesn't count at all."

Hearing this, Bo Ye stared at him in disbelief, his eyes somewhat strange: "You've dated three?"

Bo Ye stroked his chin: "I didn't realize that, Chen Nan."

"You're quite the ladies' man, aren't you?"

Chen Nan nearly spat out a mouthful of blood: "What love saint? Don't flatter me, Mr. Bo. What era are we living in? Which young person doesn't have a few exes?" "I don't," Bo Ye interrupted directly, his tone forceful and firm: "I only have one."

Chen Nan: "Okay, okay, tell me something you're proud of."

Chen Nan asked curiously, "President Bo, why are you suddenly interested in my romantic history?"

Bo Ye then asked him, "Of these three, which one do you love the most? Which one is your number one ex?"

Chen Nan: "..."

"Mr. Bo, haven't you heard the saying that a good ex should be like they're dead? Who said I've ever been in a relationship? I have no exes online."

"So please don't ask anymore."

Bo Ye: "..."

Bo Ye leaned back, his dark eyes fixed on him, and his thin lips uttered two words: "100,000."

"Say or not?"

He still couldn't believe that Chen Nan could treat money like dirt.

When Chen Nan heard about the 100,000, he was indeed tempted, but his intuition told him that if he persisted, he would get more.

So he firmly replied, "No."

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

This time, Chen Nan was truly moved.

It's just a romantic history.

He dared not ask for an exorbitant amount, for he was even more greedy. He knew Bo Ye well; Bo Ye was the most calculating and vengeful person.

"make a deal."

Chen Nan took a deep breath and said in one breath, "My favorite is the third one. I met her in my sophomore year of college. She was my goddess back then. I pursued her for a long time before I finally won her over. We were together until graduation and then broke up because she wanted to get married while I wanted to study abroad. We argued about this every day, and in the end, I couldn't take it anymore and we broke up. That's it." (End of this chapter)