The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

All the supervisors in the room just watched the big boss next to his right-hand man, and blew the rainbow fart of a new female anchor on his live broadcast platform for the next five or six minutes.

In my mind, there was a doubt: Could this guy... take the wrong medicine?

After the doubt, many people couldn't help but feel a little nervous and panic. The leader Yu, who was in the first place, went crazy suddenly, and the big boss would definitely be upset when he heard it.

When this city gate catches fire, do these pond fish still have a way to survive?

For a while, the people in the house panicked.

No, after Yu Ziyan finished blowing the rainbow fart, the big boss was not as angry as they expected. Instead, he replied very agreeably: "Well, it's good, let's continue."

Everyone: "???"

Yu Ziyan nodded reservedly and smiled slightly and said: "It's a good lady, and it is a blessing for our company to sign her in the last life."

Huo Chenhuan raised his head and glanced at him when he heard the words. He seemed to be dissatisfied with his name as "little sister", but he didn't say anything, and he responded in a low voice: "Yeah."

Everyone: "..." Is this **** good too? !

Apart from the two parties, Zuo Yanbai and Gu Shaoyang, who knew the truth, couldn't help but cast contempt at Yu Ziyan.

Madam Rashao came out as a shield, this fellow and wife...shameless!

Yu Ziyan took a seat leisurely against everyone in the room or with shocked or contemptuous eyes, thinking about it happily, the feeling of holding the thigh is really good, no wonder everyone wants to hold the thigh these days!

As soon as Yu Ziyan took his seat, another high-level man next to him spontaneously stood up and reported his work in a satisfactory manner.

Everything seemed to finally be on the right track. What Yu Ziyan said before, on the contrary, appeared to be extraordinarily extraordinary.

The atmosphere in the room gradually settled down, and only the trembling reports from the top could be heard.

Huo Chenhuan seemed to be absent-minded while sitting in the main seat, touching the soft tail at the bottom of the scarf from time to time.

Until, a department head said that his department had a certain loss in the previous quarter, and the total annual revenue and expenditure for the year were barely flat, or even a small loss.

This is quite normal for other companies. After all, there will be losses if there are gains in doing business. As long as the losses are not too severe, they will not be too embarrassing.

But on this occasion, it always makes people feel that there is a kind of thrilling horror.

The atmosphere in the office became serious inexplicably, and everyone's eyes were almost focused on Huo Chenhuan.

The head of that department met Huo Chenhuan's sad and unhappy eyes, the cold sweat on his head kept flowing down, and his eyes became even more desperate.

This suffocating silence lasted for about ten seconds. The supervisor swallowed hard, suddenly thought of something, and tentatively said: "Oh... President, the scarf you wore today is so beautiful."

As soon as I said this, the atmosphere in the office became more subtle.

The supervisor actually regretted it after talking about it. What kind of scarf did he talk about on this occasion? Isn't it a disguised hit on the muzzle? Who won't you criticize?

However, to everyone's surprise, the big boss, who thought it was impossible to respond to him, responded at this time: "Well, I think so too."

The other people in the room opened their eyes suddenly, and some of the people with poor psychological quality even couldn't help but breathe in air-conditioning.

Huo Chenhuan took the initiative to ask at this moment: "Where do you think my scarf looks good?"