To My Dear Mr. Huo

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[Do you send it? (Red lips) If I don't send it again, I'll make you triple to compensate me (smirk). 】

The smirk expression made her seem to be able to feel Huo Jinyao at this moment through her mobile phone.

Isn't he afraid of being fired from the company when he is walking while meeting like this?

Su Qingsang was very helpless. Seeing Zuo Hongchen's curious eyes, she took a picture awkwardly.

"How? Qingsang also likes other people, do you want to send a circle of friends before eating?"

"No."

Su Qingsang didn't think about it after taking the photo, and sent it to Huo Jinyao.

"Huo Jinyao has gone on a business trip. He has to see what I eat at night."

After hearing her mention of Huo Jinyao, the smile on Zuo Hongchen's face narrowed, but only a few seconds.

The face of Shang Su Qingsang was helpless, but there was no unpleasant expression on his face. "He is staring at you so tightly? Xiao Shimei is a strict husband?"

Su Qingsang's face burned a little: "Where is the husband's strict control? No."

Think about it, Huo Jinyao doesn't seem to care much about her, right? He just likes sticking her when she is at home.

When I think of Huo Jinyao's closeness from time to time these days, I always like the rogue look weary with her. Su Qingsang blushed a little more unconsciously.

Her blushing appearance was a little bit shameful, and Zuo Hongchen felt only a bit blocked. I don't want to talk about this topic anymore, so I have to move to other aspects.

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Under the night, another city.

Huo Jinyao is sitting in the upper position, and there is a circle of people below. While listening, he is watching the message from Su Qingsang.

Several henchmen looked at Huo Jinyao's expression almost relaxed. This is extremely rare.

In the past meetings, Huo Jinyao did not face cold? And there is a clear rule that you can't bring your mobile phone during the meeting.

But none of them dared to remind Huo Jinyao about this matter. After all, they hadn't seen Huo Jinyao showing such a relaxed expression for a long time.

Huo Jinyao's face was frozen after seeing the photo sent by Su Qingsang.

On the table are four dishes and one soup that looks pretty good. At the top right of the photo, you can see a hand.

Although only **** are exposed on the screen, it can still be seen that it is a man's hand.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly changed. Huo Jinyao squeezed the phone tightly, and clasped the phone down to the desktop, watching a group of people who were still arguing enthusiastically standing up.

The abrupt action surprised everyone. Especially Huo Jinyao's confidantes looked at Huo Jinyao after looking at each other.

Huo Jinyao's feet had already moved two steps out, and he couldn't help but meet many of these sights, and he sat down again.

Sen Leng's eyes glanced at the others: "Where did you go? Go ahead."

The understatement sounded with coercion. The atmosphere was tense again.

The discussion was heated again within a few minutes, but Huo Jinyao was impatient and listened.

It took a few days to get things done, and he unknowingly hit his desk with his fingers. Still thinking about how to compress the work back as soon as possible.

At the other end his personal assistant came over with a cell phone. The man came over and put his phone respectfully in his hand.

"Huo Shao, the phone over there."

Huo Jinyao's eyes grew colder. Looking at the phone with a call for a while, finally reached out to take over.