Director Luo thought about the possible tragic life in the future and couldn't help thinking of changing jobs.

"Just as the elevator has just arrived, let's go together." Qiao Ye's eyes gently swept director Luo, with a faint smile on his face, looking like a very easy-going boss.

But director Luo couldn't help shaking.

"Oh, the boss is so clever," the director of the publicity department didn't feel anything wrong, and greeted Qiao ye and Wen Xiao very warmly. "Secretary Wen is still as beautiful as usual. Ah, you and the boss look like lovers today. Ha ha ha..."

When Qiao ye heard him boast that Wenxiao was beautiful, he had a black face, but after he said the second half of the sentence, the man's face suddenly relaxed, and his eyes unconsciously brought some smiles.

"Director Yang has worked hard. I have reviewed the plan you showed me yesterday. It's done well. I'll send someone to cooperate with you right away. Please help me with this project."

Director Yang immediately smiled and blossomed, and his old face was full of joy.

Since Qiao ye came to be the general manager, few supervisors can complete a project safely from his subordinates. Either the expenditure budget does not meet his expectations or lacks new ideas. After everyone changes, Qiao ye will always find more deficiencies.

The supervisors were constantly complaining by him, but what the man said was very reasonable. People don't know where to start if they want to refute.

Director Yang has already prepared to take back the plan and make substantial changes, but he didn't expect to receive the gentle affirmation of his boss just because of an encounter in the morning!

This is the first time he has been so talkative!

Director Luo looked at director Yang of the publicity department with a shocked look, and 10000 grass mud horses galloped by in his heart.

What kind of shit did Lao Yang have? The boss is so easy to talk, is it because he said "clothes are like lovers clothes"?

Director Luo fell into deep meditation.

Wen Xiao kept his head down without talking, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at the man's coat.

I didn't think there was anything wrong, but director Yang said that she also found the similarities between the two people's clothes.

In addition to the coat of the same color, the man was wearing a slightly abstinent white sweater, and he was wearing a white professional dress. From a distance, it was a true couple's dress.

Qiao Ye is frank and doesn't seem to take this matter to heart at all, but Wen Xiao hangs his head with some guilt, for fear that his colleagues will see something wrong from their clothes.

Although this is purely a coincidence, the relationship between the two people is indeed unclear. It's not strange if a colleague says something behind his back.

Qiao Ye looks down at Wen Xiao with an ostrich on his head, and a clear smile passes in his eyes.

"Let's go. There's a meeting to be held," said Qiao ye with a familiar smile from Wen Xiao. "After the meeting, there's nothing else today. I'll take you to try a new Japanese restaurant nearby."

Wen Xiao nodded, followed the man into the conference room, picked up the prepared documents, went to the computer and immediately entered the working state.

Qiao Ye looks at her with his chin on one side, and the tenderness in his eyes is almost overflowing.

So the supervisors who had walked into the conference room with a dying heart found that Qiao Ye was in a particularly good mood today.