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Chapter 62

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[Are you going to post it? If you don't, I'll make you pay me three times as much.]

She could almost feel Huo Jinyao's face through the phone with that smirk on his face.

Wasn't he afraid of being fired by the company if he was distracted during the meeting?

Su Qingsang felt helpless. Looking at Zuo Hongchen's curious gaze, she awkwardly took a photo.

"What? Qingsang, do you like to post something on your WeChat Moments before dinner like everyone else? "

"No."

Su Qingsang sent the photo to Huo Jinyao without thinking too much about it.

"Huo Jinyao is on a business trip. He wants to see what I'm eating tonight."

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

Seeing Su Qingsang's helpless but not unhappy expression, his heart skipped a beat. "Why does he keep such a close eye on you? Little sister, are you being controlled by your husband? "

Su Qingsang blushed. "How am I being controlled by my husband? I'm not. "

Thinking about it, Huo Jinyao didn't seem to care much about her. He just liked to stick to her when she was at home.

Thinking about how Huo Jinyao had been intimate with her from time to time these past few days, she couldn't help but blush. Su Qingsang couldn't help but blush a little.

She blushed shyly, and Zuo Hongchen felt a little suffocated. He didn't want to talk about it anymore, so he changed the topic.

… …

In another city under the night sky.

Huo Jinyao was sitting at the head of the table with a circle of people below him. He was listening to Su Qingsang's reply.

A few of his confidants saw that Huo Jinyao's expression was almost relaxed. This was very rare.

In the past, Huo Jinyao always had a cold face in meetings. There was a rule that said no mobile phones were allowed in meetings.

However, no one dared to remind Huo Jinyao about this. After all, they hadn't seen Huo Jinyao look so relaxed for a long time.

Huo Jinyao's face froze when he saw the photo Su Qingsang sent.

On the table were four dishes and a soup that looked quite good. On the top right of the photo was a hand.

Although only two fingers were shown on the screen, it was still obvious that it belonged to a man.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly changed. Huo Jinyao tightened his grip on his phone and abruptly slammed it down on the table. Looking at the group of people who were still arguing passionately, he abruptly stood up.

The abrupt movement startled everyone. Especially Huo Jinyao's trusted subordinates, they looked at Huo Jinyao together.

Huo Jinyao's feet had already moved two steps away. Caught off guard by so many people's gazes, he sat down again.

His cold gaze swept across the rest of the people present. "Where were we? Continue. "

His voice was light, but there was a sense of pressure in it. The atmosphere became tense again.

The discussion heated up again after a few minutes, but Huo Jinyao didn't have the patience to listen to it anymore.

It would take a few days to settle things here. His fingers unconsciously tapped on the table a few times. He was still thinking about how to compress his work and get back as soon as possible.

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

"Huo Shao, there's a call from the other side."

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