Picking up his phone from the desk, Leng Zimo took steps toward the conference room door.
One of his subordinates had already walked to the door to open it for him.
He nodded lightly to the person in thanks and then continued through the door. Remembering the call he had just received, a smile once again bent upwards at the corners of his lips.
"Oh! my lady gaga!" the chief strategist from the planning department whispered in awe, "I thought we were going to get scolded again, but who would've thought, today His Majesty didn't lose his temper!"
"Didn't you see? President Leng was smiling when he walked out just now!" an underling from the marketing department said.
Everyone exchanged a knowing look and started smiling with a hint of mischief.
"It must be that phone call, are we saying that our Venerable Master is in love?!"
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"Cough!" Ailin gave a light cough, "Everyone, have you forgotten about the planning proposal you still have to work on?!"