VI Group's senior meeting room.
After Yan Ye's phone rang, the reporting manager stopped.
"Continue," Yan Ye, looking at the incoming call alert, said without expression.
At the same time, he answered the call.
"Yan Ye, are you busy right now?" Lian Xinying's crisp and tender voice sounded pleasantly.
"Did you cause trouble again?" Yan Ye lowered his voice.
Although he was on the phone, his ears were pricked up, and he didn't miss the work report.
"No way! I wanted to ask if you know how to use Photoshop?"
"What are you up to?"
"Edit photos!"
"Er... then let's do it remotely," Yan Ye said languidly and then turned to his secretary, "Take notes."
The secretary was startled for a moment, then nodded vigorously.
Yan Ye easily took remote control of Lian Xinying's computer using the IP address.
When he saw her computer screen, the first thing he noticed was the image she had already opened.
