C1275 Too Small
Even, he doesn't have to start from the lowest level, he comes up with the best position.
He would be able to decide everything.
All of this was the result of his struggle, and that child was the continuation of his life, so they should all belong to him.
Bo Qian could be considered a true proud son of heaven.
His father was a powerful entrepreneur.
His mother was a powerful artist.
His mother's family was also a powerful family business.
It could be said that this child was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.
In his entire life, he didn't need to put in any effort to realize everything.
If others wanted something that they worked so hard for their entire lives, he could reach out his hand and possibly get it.
How wonderful.
How amazing.
Being able to reincarnate is good.
When Bo Jinhua looked at that baby, he couldn't help but recall how miserable he had been when he had just started his business.
In the first few years, he had been begging his grandpa and grandma everywhere, how he had lowered himself to others, how he had walked step by step, and how he had worked so hard to reach this day.
In order to strengthen his business, he had even tried to please that daughter of his.
In the end, he successfully married that daughter of his.
And all of this in exchange for today's glory and results.
In the end, just because that child was the continuation of his life, his own blood flowed within his body, and he wanted to give all of this to him.
What he was thinking was a bit too wonderful.
At that time, Bo Jinhua felt that he hated this little baby.
He thought about his wonderful life in the future.
He thought of his unfortunate encounter.
Even though he was his own son, he started to hate him.
Because he didn't like it and hated it too much, he didn't hesitate to attack when Bo Qian's mother passed away.
In the end, he succeeded.
Seeing Bo Qian degenerate day by day, he didn't know how happy he was in private.
He even secretly rejoiced.
He pushed his own plan forward with one hand, trained Bo Qian into a trash, and then pushed him out of the board of directors.
The company was not his alone.
At that time, even if Bo Qian's mother's family opposed it, it would be useless.0
After all, Bo Qian was a trash. If he were to manage the company, wouldn't the company be finished a long time ago?
He had to have his own strength. Otherwise, if the item was placed in front of him, he wouldn't be able to take it. He could only blame himself for not having the ability.
So, at that time, when he hated Bo Qian to death, Mrs. Bo appeared.
This woman was too scary.
What was scary about her was her means, her brain.
She would scheme against everything, and she would tolerate everything.
She had calculated his intentions, so she gave birth to a son for him.
That son was his real son.
Bo Ye and Bo Qian were a few days apart.
Bo Jinhua watched Bo Ye grow up and thought that this was life.
Bo Qian was not counted.
He hid it from his wife and gradually put his focus on Bo Ye. He personally trained Bo Ye to be so outstanding.
And he did not complain at all.
But now.
Now...
Bo Jinhua looked at the empty chair across from him, and his smile gradually became bitter.
Now it was nothing.
Bo Qian hated his father to death.
After all, the memories of his childhood were still fresh in his mind.
How could he forget the wounds on his body so quickly?
Bo Jinhua helplessly let out a long sigh. Her expression gradually became ugly.
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