303: 303, You are the Man, Brother Ting

303, You are the Man, Brother Ting

"Okay, Yazi, that's what I call a brother!"2

Lin Yazhi silently sneered behind his back, "Brother? In your dreams!"

After finding out the information, Huo Li returned to Huo Yunting's office.

"Brother, I got it! They will be—"

"Get the hell out of here." While sitting on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone, Huo Yunting waved him away coldly.

What the heck?

He hadn't spoken a word.

Has Brother Ting lost feelings for his wife now?

But he apparently still loves her judging from all the booze and absentmindedness.

Seeing that Huo Li was still there, Huo Yunting waved his mobile phone at him. "I just hacked into Lin Yazhi's account."

"You are the man, Brother Ting! Awesome! Get a hard-on and bang her right on the spot tonight!" Huo Li slowly stepped back while his arms raised in the air. "All the best!"

Huo Yunting couldn't care less about Huo Li. He could not even be sure if he could bump into her tonight.

His intuition turned out to be right; Lu Zhaoyang did not show up. Lin Yazhi only appeared with Lin Jingzhi a few minutes after the show had began.

Huo Yunting found the movie interesting at first. But now, he totally lost his mood. He got up at once and left.

Lin Yazhi, with a box of popcorn in her hands, suddenly glanced at the exit and saw a tall figure disappearing out of the theater.

She felt a chill running up her spine; the figure looked somewhat familiar. 

Could it be the president?

That's impossible. How could the president be here—alone?

If it wasn't Mo Shan, Zhaoyang should always be with him. She must be wrong.

And Lu Zhaoyang had just called her earlier that she had to stay back tonight. She had no choice but to drag her elder brother along.

After all, Lu Zhaoyang had only started working in a new company. She had to understand Zhaoyang's situation.

——

At this time, the office building of Ge Yu Corporation was still brightly lit. Lu Zhaoyang was still working overtime, staring at the report as figures flashed across her eyes.

She had not had her dinner yet, and she was starving.

She must get the reports all done by tonight so that she could sleep throughout the weekend.

When the thought of the cold and alienated president flashed in her mind, she began to have a headache.

Compared to her new boss, Xiang Jinxi, who had never come to the office for four months, Huo Yunting was at the other extreme.

Damn, why did she think about Huo Yunting, the bastard?

She shook the thought off from her mind and concentrated in finishing her work.

Just then, steady footsteps came from outside the office.

Lu Zhaoyang paused for a moment and thought that it was the security guard.

She did not give it much thought until the footsteps stopped in front of her. She looked up at the person who was blocking the light.

It was Xiang Jinxi. Why was he here?

But that was not the point. The question was what was in his hand.

"It is ten o'clock now. You have to eat something." Xiang Jinxi placed a lunch box on her desk. "Knowing that you were still here, my assistant bought it. Eat while it is still warm."

"Oh, thank you!" Lu Zhaoyang quickly said.

It was such a stark contrast compared with his previous reticence. Xiang Jinxi had even taken the trouble to explain himself.

Unlike before, now her stomach was growling when a delicious smell wafted through her nostrils.

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