The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Lin's Building, Lin Xiao's office.

Liu Dun looked at the several design plans on the tablet in his hand and was dumbfounded, "Master Xiao, did you make these these few days?"

These programs, all the researchers of Rao Shiyi Institute add up, and the endless research will take at least one month. Moreover, it is certainly not up to the precision of these models.

Liu Dun originally thought that Lin Xiao said that he wanted to develop a plan himself, that is, to develop a plan. He didn't expect that there were so many, and they were all superb.

Lin Xiao rubbed his temples lightly. He spent the last few nights in the study. In order to pass the time, so I made a few more plans.

"Take it, let the researchers at a research institute see how to report, and which one to report, let them decide." Lin Xiao said lightly, and did not consider those copies to be the ceiling design plan in Liu Dun's eyes. Seriously.

At this time, the secretary knocked on the door and came in, "Master Xiao, the high-level regular meeting is about to begin. The participants are all here, and you can go there."

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In the large conference room, the senior managers of the consortium are reporting the work progress of the previous week one by one.

Lin Xiao sat in the upper position, with a cold face, without anger and prestige, so that the entire conference room was immersed in a sense of oppression.

At this time, Lin Xiao's personal cell phone shook.

This is his private number. Not many people know this number. Anyone who can dial into this number is the one who can let him answer the phone in person.

Seeing Lin Xiao picking up the phone, the high-level who was speaking paused and looked in Lin Xiao's direction.

"You continue." Lin Xiao waved his hand to let the high-level executive continue. With the other hand, he clicked on the phone screen.

Seeing it was a picture message from Yan Chenxi, Lin Xiao's thin lips hooked slightly, and he subconsciously clicked on the message.

As a result, as soon as he clicked on the message, a photo of Yan Chenxi in a tight-fitting breast-wrapped skirt caught his eye.

Lin Xiao's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, his pupils darkened directly.

Then, a text message was sent over.

[Owl, do you think I look good in this suit? 】

The man sullen his eyes and replied without thinking, [Not good-looking, don’t wear it! 】

Lin Xiao's face was black and he buckled his phone on the table, but Yan Chenxi was walking down the street in a tight skirt like that in his mind, being surrounded by a group of men.

The meeting room suddenly became silent. The executive who reported before stopped again and looked at Lin Xiao cautiously, thinking that his performance was not good enough and annoyed the boss. Immediately, the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.

Seeing Lin Xiao didn't speak, he looked at Liu Dun pitifully.

Liu Dun was also wondering at this moment, not knowing what happened to his master, because he was angry. In the end, he can only signal the executive to continue reporting.

The executives bite the bullet and continued to report, but their voices became more and more trembling.

At this moment, Lin Xiao's phone trembled again.

He quickly picked up the phone and opened it. This time it was another self-portrait of Yan Chenxi.

It used to be a long, tight-fitting skirt wrapped around the chest, but now this one has become a hip-length skirt.

Moreover, the color changed from the plain color that Chenxi loved before, and turned into a gaudy pink.

The accompanying text is also [Owl, do you think I look good in this suit? 】

For a moment, Lin Xiao directly held his breath, and quickly replied again [Not good-looking! Yan Chenxi! You are not allowed to wear this way! 】