She scratched her ears and cheeks with her index finger. She was embarrassed to open her mouth.

"I know I'm abrupt, but Huang Daogang just told me that Feng Daogang's next play is pure love. I think all the men who can fall in love with me seem inappropriate. It seems that only you can fall in love with me and let me know what it's like to fall in love."

Bo Qichen, "..."

He took a deep breath, held back the straight jump of the veins on his forehead, and also held back the feeling of trying to catch her and beat her, "so, you just want to audition?"

"Well, yes, boss, what else could it be?"

Does she really want to fall in love with the boss? She doesn't want to be scared to death, fall in love with the boss, or even live together in the future. She really wants to know that she can't bear the psychological pressure.

Bo Qichen, "..."

His heart moved from heaven to the ground. It was only such a short time for him to fall to death. He listened to the pleading voice of the little woman on his mobile phone and remained silent for a long time.

She put her hands together and was very sincere. "Please, boss, I'll be an ox and a horse for you!"

"When."

"Well?"

"When will it start?"

He asked when to start dating.

Tang Qingge touched his nose. "Tomorrow morning, OK?"

"I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Ah?"

What are you doing with her?

He seemed to know what she was thinking, and explained, "didn't he say that he wanted to fall in love? How can he fall in love without being together?"

Yes.

"Oh, well, you must remember to pick me up."

"Yes."

The two men were suddenly speechless.

The air is quiet.

In fact, every time he talks to the boss, Tang Qingge is always a little worried that they will have nothing to say when they are chatting. In that case, the situation will become embarrassing.

She still had a strange feeling in her heart, "that..."

Bo Qichen looked at the time, his voice was gentle for a few minutes, pursed his lips, "go to bed early tonight, don't stay up late."

She dropped a happy word, "OK."

After hanging up the phone, Bo Qichen sat in front of the desk, stared at it, found out a piece of white paper and a pen, looked at the white paper, and suddenly thought for a long time.

So here comes the question. What should we do tomorrow.

Half an hour later.

The white paper still had no words.

Bo Qichen rubbed the center of his eyebrows. He just felt that this problem was more difficult than a project. Finally, he pondered for a long time and called Bo Qin.

At this time, Bo Qin was indulgent in the bar. He felt the phone call shaking in his pocket. He glanced at it casually and saw that it was his second uncle who called him. He was so scared that he hurried out.

When he got to a quiet place, he quickly picked it up. "Second uncle, what can I do for you?"

His second uncle usually calls him on urgent business. He doesn't dare to make waves at will.

Opposite, silent for a long time.

Bo Qin leaned his ear against the mobile phone and listened carefully.

"Do you know... How to date?"

"Oh, this question... HMM, hmm?"

what the fuck!!

His second uncle is going on a date?

With whom, is it his second aunt?

I want to know that it's his second aunt. Otherwise, with his second uncle, a 30-year-old man who hasn't been in love, who can make him condescend to ask such questions.

My God, his second uncle finally came to his senses and knew that he would take the initiative.

Bo Qin's voice became excited. "Uncle, dating is a routine. Do you know what girls like best? They like romance best, so you do this..."

He made careful strokes.

……

Until he hung up his cell phone, Tang Qingge still couldn't believe it.

So you agreed?

“yes!!!”