Ruan Mingzhu shouted obediently, "Senior Sister Gu, Senior Sister Duan and Senior Sister Kong!"

Gu Yao, Duan Xuejie and Kong Fang are all top students in the Rocket Class. Their names are verbs by the teacher every day and have been on stage countless times. Almost no one in the school doesn't know them.

Especially Gu Yao, the top female academic master in the third year of high school, is also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is regarded as the goddess of otaku academic overbearing by countless boys. Of course, she is also the object of admiration among all girls.

"I am so lucky today..."

Duan Xuejie glanced at Ruan Chu, sneered, and did not respond to Ruan Mingzhu's words, and pulled Gu Yao and the others away.

Ruan Mingzhu looked at the backs of the three of them entering the apartment with a confused look on her face, and always felt that she owed them millions.

afternoon.

High-level meeting of Fu Group.

At this moment, the conference room was covered with a layer of chilling and cold air. Several department managers trembled their mouths while speaking, and a chill that surged from the bottom of their hearts made their teeth silence.

Duan Bai looked at Mr. Fu, who was sitting in the first seat, whizzing with air conditioning, and couldn't help swallowing. His heart was upset. Mr. Fu, if you are always dissatisfied with the content of the meeting, you always say it!

A group of department managers kept winking at him in panic, asking for help, how could he feel like this caring and all-round assistant?!

Fu Ming leaned on the leather seat behind him. The light outside the window was dazzling. The cold marble lengthened the man's body shape, his slender five fingers were buckled on the table, his eyebrows were deep, and his eyes were half-squinted at the black phone lying quietly beside his left hand.

At this moment, the phone was not moving.

His fingertips tapped the tabletop lightly and heavily, his lips were pursed and turned white, and his eyes were slightly dim and unclear.

After the last marketing manager finished the report tremblingly, he noticed that Fu Ming's face looked a little ugly again, his legs trembled slightly, and asked carefully, "President, do you have any suggestions or questions about our report?"

Fu Ming glanced at the marketing manager, his eyes like a layer of indelible ice, almost frozen the poor marketing manager into a human-shaped ice sculpture.

His low voice gradually became cold, "The marketing department has made this result this month, so I'll just convert it all."

The marketing manager is almost crying, he is paralyzing. His performance this month has risen by 0.5 points compared to last month. In a large group like Fu, it is already awesome!

Managers of other departments were sweating coldly.

Duan Bai's expression has lost control.

Suddenly, the phone on the desktop suddenly lit up.

Fu Ming glanced at him expressionlessly, as if he had seen something amazing. The low-pressure aura around him suddenly warmed up. He picked up his phone in front of everyone, unlocked it, and clicked into the WeChat page.

[Soft Mianchu: Mr. Fu, I almost forgot to invite you to dinner today. How do I pinch my dinner together at around 6 pm?]

【Fu Ming: Anyway.】

【Soft Mianchu: Super happy JPG!】

[Soft Mianchu: I am in high school at Aihua School now. Are you going to pick me up after school? Is it difficult and uneasy JPG.]

【Fu Ming: Yes.】

【Soft Mianchu: Momoda JPG!】

Fu Ming stared at the phone screen, his cold eyes softened a little, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. The very shallow curve made everyone present fall into their glasses.

Fu Ming had ignored everyone's expressions and raised his eyes, his eyes were no longer warm, as if it was just a flash in the pan, "A meeting was over."

The managers of the departments were confused. It was over? No more criticism?

Seeing everyone's dumbfounded look, Duan Bai coughed a few times and repeated, "Second meeting~"

Then, everyone rubbed their own things and ran away.
Chapter completed!