To My Dear Mr. Huo

【Do you want to send it? (red lips) If you don't send me again, I'll make you triple it (smile). 】

That wicked smile made her seem to be able to feel Huo Jinyao's appearance through the phone.

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

Su Qingsang was very helpless. Looking at Zuo Hongchen's curious eyes, she took a picture with embarrassment.

"What? Qingsang also likes to be like everyone else, do you want to post a circle of friends before eating?"

"no."

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

"Huo Jinyao went on a business trip. He insisted on seeing what I had for dinner."

Hearing her mention Huo Jinyao, the smile on Zuo Hongchen's face faded for a few minutes, but only for a few seconds.

Su Qingsang's face was clearly helpless, but there was no unpleasant expression at all when his heart twitched slightly: "He is staring at you so closely? Junior sister is this husband's strict control?"

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

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

Thinking of Huo Jinyao getting close from time to time these days, he always likes the rogue appearance with her. Su Qingsang unconsciously blushed a bit.

Her blushing look was a bit shy, but Zuo Hongchen only felt that her heart was a little blocked. I don't want to talk about this topic again, so I have to move on to other areas.

………………

At night, another city.

Huo Jinyao was sitting at the top, with a circle of people sitting below. He listened and watched Su Qingsang's reply.

A few confidants looked at Huo Jinyao's face, which was almost relaxed. This is extremely rare.

In the past meetings, when did Huo Jinyao not show a cold face? And it is clearly stipulated that you can't bring your mobile phone when you are in a meeting.

But no one present dared to remind Huo Jinyao of this matter, after all, they haven't seen Huo Jinyao with such a relaxed expression for a long time.

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

On the table is four dishes and one soup that looks quite good. At the top right of the photo, a hand can be seen.

Although only two fingers were exposed on the screen, it could still be seen that it was a man's hand.

The atmosphere of the conference room suddenly changed. Huo Jinyao squeezed the phone tightly, and slammed it down on the table, watching a group of people who were still arguing fiercely below and stood up.

The extremely abrupt action shocked everyone. In particular, several of Huo Jinyao's confidants looked at each other and looked at Huo Jinyao together.

Huo Jinyao's feet had already moved two steps out, and he suddenly sat down again when he met so many eyes.

Sen Leng glanced at the other people present: "Where did you say it? Let's continue."

The understatement of the voice revealed a coercion. The atmosphere became tense again for a while.

The voice of discussion became warm again within a few minutes, but Huo Jinyao was impatient to listen to it any longer.

It will take a few days to deal with the matter here, and his fingers tapped the table unconsciously a few times. Still thinking about how to compress the work and go back as soon as possible.

On the other end, his personal assistant came over with a mobile phone. The man came over and put the phone in his hand respectfully.

"Huo Shao, the phone over there."

Huo Jinyao's eyes became colder. Looking at the phone that was still talking for a while, he finally reached out to take it.

Huo Huo: You actually went to dinner with other men behind my back?

Qingsang: You don't agree?

Huo Huo: No. Clothes. However, you have to compensate me.

Qingsang: Compensation?

Huo Huo: Come on. . . .

Qingsang:  …