Several assistants almost laughed after hearing this. Wen Rufeng didn't feel it yet, and looked left and right.

"Is that so? But I think the temperature is fine!"

"Are you okay? Then why is your face red? And sweaty." Mo Ang asked with a frown, what's wrong with the dignified chairman?

He couldn't even tell the temperature of an indoor temperature in a realistic way? Wen Rufeng gently brushed his forehead and continued to deny it.

"This is not sweat, this is the hydrating spray I just sprayed. The air in the air-conditioned room is too dry and you need to pay attention to moisturizing at all times." While saying that, she also touched her cheeks, looking very narcissistic.

Mo Ang almost laughed, could he still pretend?

"Oh, then you're taking off your makeup now. I don't know if you noticed it!" Wen Rufeng quickly walked to the mirror and looked carefully.

Sure enough, my face was covered with sweat, and the wet powder was in a state of removing makeup, and my whole face looked oily and dirty.

She quickly picked up the tissue and pressed her cheeks to make her look better.

"Hey, really, I sprayed too much just now! It's much better now!" Mo Ang nodded, not surprising at all about Chairman Wen's attention to appearance.

He still crossed his legs and suddenly leaned forward, asking worriedly.

"Chairman Wen, don't worry about his makeup. It's actually very beautiful, but your face is a little red. Could it be that your blood pressure suddenly rises, right?"

"I don't have high blood pressure!" Wen Rufeng was a little unhappy. In her heart, she has always been a beauty with good looks, and the word "old" has nothing to do with her.

How could she have the geriatric disease of ‘hypertension’? Mo Ang frowned.

"Chairman Wen is prone to impatient and angry, and his face is obviously redder than before. Recently, he has checked on time. Has the blood pressure been measured in the morning?" Wen Rufeng couldn't bear it anymore and said directly.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo for your concern, but I am definitely not that old, I have absolutely no hypertension...ah..." Before I finished speaking, Wen Rufeng's whole body shook heavily.

Mo Ang suddenly stood up and helped her.

"Chairman Wen, how are you?"

"It's okay..." Wen Rufeng pushed him down with disgust.

"Switch the temperature of the air conditioner!" Mo An ordered the secretary who walked in. The secretary holding the coffee was stunned for a moment, and then put down the dining plate.

"Yes, I'll go now."

"No, I said I don't need it, I don't need it. I'm still cold now." Wen Rufeng said with force. Mo Ang really didn't understand what the old man wanted.

"Then you better sit down and rest for a while, and the secretary will help you get a cup of warm tea!"

"Yes!" the secretary replied. Wen Rufeng is the person who doesn't like tea the most because he has a strong taste when drinking coffee for a long time.

"I'll just drink coffee."

"Coffee will speed up your blood flow. Drinking coffee will be dangerous when you are dizzy," Mo Ang said very well.

Wen Rufeng didn't dare to persevere when he heard his professional tone.

"Just tea, just tea." The secretary quickly brought the tea. Wen Rufeng took a sip and some sweat appeared on his forehead.

Mo An handed over a tissue.

"You are sweating again, so you might as well wipe your face!" Wen Rufeng was embarrassed and took a tissue to wipe it. Mo Ang had to see... Chairman Wen was obviously very hot, but he just refused to admit it.

"Chairman Wen, I want to ask, is there any special reason, so you made the company's air conditioner so high?"

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