Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 716 - 717: A Meal with Bo Qing

After Little Sprite had spoken, Old Wang chuckled, "It would be quite a challenge to make ’Speed 9’ flop."

Gu Anxi tilted her head. "It is indeed difficult. But wouldn’t it be less so if we just prevent them from meeting their expectations? Especially since this movie has an investment of five hundred million US dollars. If it doesn’t make a profit, will the shareholders still have high expectations for the new Ai Mi company? With a larger gap in their expectations, the outcome is predictable."

Old Wang couldn’t help but slap the table. "Right! We buy in at a low price and strip Bo Qing of his power."

Gu Anxi shook her head. "Why bother with that lousy company? Just make a quick profit and leave."

Old Wang was stunned once again.

Gu Anxi sighed. "Ai Mi is overseas; who has the energy to manage it? If it doesn’t go bankrupt or die, it’s lucky. If it does, no one else is to blame."

Old Wang stared in stunned silence, while the others also thought she was a ruthless person.

How can everything be a business transaction in Gu Anxi’s eyes? Consequently, everyone’s gaze shifted back to Bo Xichen.

Naturally, Professor Bo noticed their unspoken question and offered a faint smile. "Of course, I have my own special qualities."

Silence enveloped the room.

Even those who hadn’t believed it before were now convinced.

Gu Anxi’s mouth fell slightly agape; she could hardly believe her Little Uncle could be so shameless.

Old Wang was the first to recover. He patted Bo Xichen’s shoulder and chuckled, "Indeed, all men are the same."

Then they resumed drinking, and the Mahjong tiles were brought out again. Only after Bo Xichen and Gu Anxi had lost over twenty million at the table did the elders permit them to leave.

「Back in the Orchid Room,」

Both had drunk quite a bit. One leaned against the sofa, eyes closed to rest, while the other lay sprawled on his stomach. Neither had the strength to move an inch, so they simply made do, lying like that for the entire night.

「The next morning,」

Surprisingly, Little Sprite was the first to wake. As soon as she opened her eyes, she reached for her phone.

Bo Xichen, now awake, caught her hand. "What are you looking for?"

She let out an "AH!" and flopped back down. "My phone."

He smiled, found it for her, and tucked it into her hand before shifting into a more comfortable position himself.

Gu Anxi scooted closer on the sofa, gazing at her Little Uncle. He’s so handsome, she thought, especially with two buttons of his shirt undone. It makes him look very sexy.

She leaned against him, assertively placing her small feet on his hand while she scrolled through the day’s data on her phone.

Clearly, "Da Hui" was outperforming "Speed 9." It was only eight in the morning, yet today’s presales had already surpassed one hundred million. It was an absolute runaway success.

Satisfied, Gu Anxi tossed her phone aside and crawled over to him, acting cute for a while.

Bo Xichen patted her small head. "Many friends messaged me today saying your movie is excellent and portrays me as incredibly heroic and powerful."

He chuckled as he said this, a rather charming sound.

Little Sprite leaned against him obediently, her small hands idly massaging his shoulders, much like an old married couple.

After a while, she drifted off to sleep again. Bo Xichen looked at her, a sense of resignation washing over him. She’s still just a child, isn’t she?

「When she woke up again, it was already twelve-thirty in the afternoon.」

She was no longer on the sofa but in a soft, large bed.

Gu Anxi pressed a button. "Fengxi, where did Little Uncle go?"

The robotic Fengxi replied mechanically, "Professor Bo is at Yunxi Hospital."

"Workaholic," Little Sprite muttered, burying her face in her pillow and letting out a long sigh.

She tossed and turned a few times before finally dragging herself out of bed to wash her face and brush her teeth. She thought she was very late, but it turned out someone else was even later.

Apparently, Wang Yuan and Wang Jingchuan had partied too hard the previous night and were still out cold.

After finishing lunch, Gu Anxi headed to the guest room. Old Mr. Bo, seemingly oblivious, tagged along behind her. Gu Anxi glanced at him. He’s like a persistent shadow, she thought.

Old Mr. Bo, however, felt no shame and stuck to her stubbornly.

Meanwhile, Wang Jingchuan finally woke up. As he sat up on the sofa, he saw Wang Yuan asleep on the floor. He nudged him with his foot. "Aren’t you afraid of the cold floor?"

Wang Yuan startled awake, rubbing his eyes. "How did I end up here?"

Wang Jingchuan straightened his clothes. "I should be asking why I’m in the same room as you. Look at you, such terrible sleeping habits. You’d even sleep on the floor!"

Wang Yuan touched his lower back; it felt cold. He grumbled, "That’s because you kicked me off the sofa."

Gu Anxi crossed her arms and smiled.

Wang Yuan spotted her and scratched his head. "Little Boss Gu is up too!"

Gu Anxi hummed in acknowledgment. "I heard you two drank quite a bit. Father Bo was worried something might happen, so he asked me to check on you."

The two Wangs looked a little sheepish.

What could possibly happen?

Gu Anxi smiled again and walked out. Old Mr. Bo immediately followed, asking as they went, "Where are we going?"

"Anpu Company," Gu Anxi replied with a smile.

Old Mr. Bo got into her car and hesitated for a moment. "Your card game earlier... were you cheating?"

"Cheating? What cheating?" Gu Anxi looked at him sympathetically. "You’re just too gullible."

She drove straight to An Pu, discussed some matters with Shen Congwen, and then came out. Old Mr. Bo was waiting patiently for her. When he saw her emerge, he immediately tilted his chin up, adopting a very haughty expression.

Gu Anxi chuckled inwardly. She coughed lightly and said, "I have a dinner engagement later. Are you coming?"

Old Mr. Bo was taken aback. "With whom?"

Gu Anxi smiled faintly. "With your good friend, my Second Grandfather."

Old Mr. Bo was stunned. Can people with such a complicated relationship even share a meal?

He looked at the little rascal suspiciously. "You’re not planning some mischief again, are you?"

Gu Anxi smiled gently, her tone indifferent. "It’s all about making money. ’Mischief’ sounds so unpleasant." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Old Mr. Bo’s eyes widened. It took him a moment to stammer out, "Well, then I have to go protect you."

"You can protect me?" Gu Anxi looked at him disdainfully.

Old Mr. Bo, affronted, immediately performed a set of Tai Chi moves. Finished, he looked at her expectantly.

"Just for show." Gu Anxi waved her hand, and a row of silver discs immediately embedded themselves in the opposite wall.

Old Mr. Bo’s eyes nearly popped out of his head...