Even though Gu Xiaoer said so, Ai Le, as a good friend, still sensed something fishy and shook her head in disbelief, "No relationship, yet he shows up at your place early in the morning? You're trying to fool a ghost! Tell me, have you two already... you know?"
Otherwise, what's with that aura of being nourished by love all over?
"..." Gu Xiaoer blushed, lowered her head, "I quite like him..."
"You really are..." With a sigh, "You just got out of one pit and fell into another! A male public relations officer has made you throw caution to the wind." Ai Le spoke with a poignant tone, feeling a bit uneasy thinking about that man's unusual performance and abilities.
What exactly is that man's identity?
Thinking this, Ai Le secretly resolved to investigate properly, otherwise what would she do if that scatterbrain got taken advantage of?
The imposing Shenghan Group Building, sixty stories high, was the scene of a serious and tense meeting.
At the head of the table, the man gracefully played with his phone, listening to the senior executives' work reports.
Minister Jia finished his lengthy and complicated report, waiting for the president's instructions.
"Very well, next." The man didn't lift his eyelids, still staring at the phone screen, his demeanor as serious as if he were concentrating on financial news.
Minister Jia breathed a sigh of relief, sitting down excitedly for the first time without the president pointing out any faults.
Minister Yi continued to speak, the plan was hackneyed and old-fashioned.
President: "Feasible."
Minister Bing's... seat was empty.
Wei Feng approached Han Luoli, leaned over, and explained, "Boss, Minister Bing's wife went back to her parents' place as she's about to give birth, so he asked for leave."
President: "Tell him to treat her well."
Everyone: ...
Wei Feng wondered what had gotten into the boss, who was usually strict, to have such a change of heart?
Unable to contain his curiosity, he glanced at the boss's phone from the corner of his eye, and nearly burst out laughing in the sober meeting room.
His boss was "concentrating" on the photo of Miss Gu on his phone...
The meeting concluded, and Han Luoli returned to his office in a good mood.
Wei Feng looked down and noticed the clothes on his body, unable to help but be surprised.
"Boss... do you need to change your clothes? There are spare ones in the office."
Han Luoli nodded, having worn the same outfit for two days, it indeed needed a change, and handed his jacket to Wei Feng.
Looking at the odd stitching on the suit, Wei Feng murmured softly as he stepped out, "This suit can't be worn again, I'll have them take care of it."
"Wait!" Han Luoli raised his hand to stop him, extremely dissatisfied, "My baby sewed it for me, you dare throw it away?"
"This..." Wei Feng's forehead was covered in black lines, wanting to say a few complimentary words, but only managed to force out after much effort, "Miss Gu has good skills!"
"Right, you also think it looks good?"
"Looks good..."
Amidst Wei Feng's disheveled expression, Han Luoli personally hung the suit in the closet, instructing him to have it dry-cleaned well and not to damage it.
Wei Feng: Where's the IQ of a man in love? What about his sense of aesthetics?
"What about the things I told you to handle?" After a good while, the calm and collected voice of Han Luoli came, as if he had transformed from the person before.
Wei Feng immediately returned to a cautious and respectful demeanor, replying, "Lin Enterprise has gone bankrupt, the Gu Residence is now in chaos, and as for Lin Kexin... ever since she was exposed by the reporters, she has been too ashamed to see anyone. And the general manager of Weihua has been blacklisted by the industry."
"Hmm? Is there someone we're missing?"
Han Luoli said this nonchalantly, but Wei Feng felt a tightness in his scalp.
"You mean Lu Tianze..."