The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me
Chapter Summary
All the supervisors in the room watched helplessly as the big boss's right-hand men praised a new female anchor on their own live broadcast platform for the next five or six minutes. Yu Ziyan sat down leisurely amidst the shocked or contemptuous looks of everyone in the room, and thought happily, it feels so good to cling to someone powerful, no wonder everyone wants to cling to someone powerful these days! However, to everyone's surprise, the big boss, who was thought to be unlikely to respond ...
All the supervisors in the room watched helplessly as the big boss's right-hand men praised a new female anchor on their own live broadcast platform for the next five or six minutes.
A trace of doubt arose in everyone's mind at the same time: Could it be that this guy... took the wrong medicine?
After the doubts, many people couldn't help feeling nervous and fearful. Mr. Yu, who was in the first position, suddenly went crazy. The big boss would definitely be unhappy to hear about it.
If the city gate catches fire, will these innocent people have any chance of survival?
For a moment, everyone in the house was in panic.
Unexpectedly, after Yu Ziyan finished blowing his trumpet, the big boss did not get angry as they expected. Instead, he replied in agreement: "Well, that's good. Keep up the good work."
Everyone: “???”
Yu Ziyan nodded modestly and smiled slightly, "The young lady is a good person. Signing her is a blessing our company has earned in the past life."
Huo Chenhuan looked up and glanced at him when he heard that. He seemed a little dissatisfied with his address as "young sister", but he didn't say anything in the end. He just replied in a low voice: "Yeah."
Everyone: "..." This is even possible?!
Apart from the two parties involved, Zuo Yanbai and Gu Shaoyang, the only two people who knew the truth, couldn't help but look at Yu Ziyan with contempt.
Let Madam La come out to act as a shield. This guy is so... shameless!
Yu Ziyan sat down leisurely amidst the shocked or contemptuous looks of everyone in the room, and thought happily, it feels so good to cling to someone powerful, no wonder everyone wants to cling to someone powerful these days!
As soon as Yu Ziyan sat down, another senior executive next to him stood up spontaneously and reported on his work in a formal manner.
Everything seemed to be finally getting back on track, and what Yu Ziyan had said before seemed particularly outstanding.
The atmosphere in the room gradually calmed down, and only the trembling voices of the top management could be heard.
Huo Chenhuan sat in the main seat but seemed a little absent-minded, touching the soft tail at the bottom of his scarf from time to time.
Until a department head mentioned that his department had suffered a certain loss in the previous quarter, and the total performance for the whole year was barely balanced, or even had a small loss.
This is relatively normal in other companies. After all, there will be profits and losses in business. As long as the losses are not too severe, it will not be too difficult.
But in this situation, it always makes people feel a sense of terror as if a storm is about to come.
The atmosphere in the office became inexplicably solemn, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on Huo Chenhuan.
The department head met Huo Chenhuan's indifferent gaze, cold sweat streaming down his head, and a hint of despair in his eyes.
This suffocating silence lasted for about ten seconds. The manager swallowed hard, suddenly thought of something, and said tentatively: "Hey... President, the scarf you are wearing today is really beautiful."
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the office became more tense.
The supervisor actually regretted it after he finished speaking. In such an occasion, what was he talking about with a scarf? Wasn't that just walking into the trap? Who else should he criticize if not you?
However, to everyone's surprise, the big boss, who was thought to be unlikely to respond to him, replied at this time: "Yeah, I think so too."
The other people in the room suddenly widened their eyes, and some of those with poor mental qualities couldn't help but gasp.
Huo Chenhuan then took the initiative to ask: "What do you think about my scarf?"