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"Director Su, everyone's here." Huang Yajie said respectfully. As he spoke, he gave Tang Tianbao a wink.

When Tang Tianbao saw Su Ai Lan, he was startled. He still couldn't forget the scene that happened in the washroom. He mistakenly entered the washroom and saw his female superior using the toilet. Shocked, his shitty desire diminished a little, and he walked slowly to a seat near the door and sat down. The meeting had already begun, and it would be impossible for him to leave the guild midway unless he quit the job. He could only wait until CEO Su finished and adjourned the meeting before he could go to the bathroom. Tang Tianbao's eyebrows jumped up just thinking about it. Just how long would he have to endure?

Ms. Suellen started by telling people about problems with some of the company's employees at previous fashion shows and problems with some of the employees, telling them to learn from past experiences and not to make the same or low-level mistakes again. As Suellen went on and on, the staff took notes with great care. Everyone took the fashion show seriously.

Everyone was fully engrossed in their work, except for Tang Tianbao. It wasn't that he didn't want to hear Director Su's words, or that he didn't want to participate in this fashion show. It was just that he couldn't hold it in any longer. He was worried that he wouldn't be able to hold on.

"Tang Tianbao, don't you need to record it?" Su Ai Lan discovered Tang Tian Bao who stood alone in the group and asked, "Do you know what's going on inside?"

"I …" Tang Tianbao stammered, unable to give a reason. Could headquarters really say that he was holding back in front of everyone in the company? He bent his head and pretended to open his notebook, taking notes. He kept nagging in his heart, "Hold on a little longer, hold on... "If you can last a bit longer, then it's your victory."

The facts proved that he did not persist until the end.

Su couldn't stop talking about fashion shows, especially for someone who treated fashion as part of their life. Every fashion show was like a climax in her life, and the feeling of excitement was as exciting as death.

Everyone could bear it, but Tang Tianbao couldn't.

He covered his stomach with both hands and slightly raised his butt.

"Never..."

Tang Tianbao's face immediately turned red. Although Director Su was spitting nonstop, his voice was still limited. After all, everyone was listening very quietly. Suddenly, a discordant voice sounded out, clearly standing out from the rest. Tang Tianbao lowered his head in an attempt to conceal his embarrassment.

Although Su Ai Lan was influenced by the sudden voice, but the overall situation was more important, she continued her wonderful speech.

It could only be blamed on Tang Tianbao being too disappointing. Not long after, he produced a discordant voice again.

At this moment, CEO Su stopped. It was probably because he didn't dare to cause any threat to the aura this time, and also because of the lethality of the gas. Su Ai Lan subconsciously covered her nose as she swept her sharp eyes across everyone present.

Huang Yayu, who was sitting beside Su Ai Lan, immediately stood up. She covered her face with one hand and lowered her head slightly. She whispered to Su Ai Lan, "Sorry, it's me."

Tang Tianbao simply couldn't understand. It was obviously not her, so why would she admit to it? Was it necessary to follow his boss's lead in his career as a secretary, to think of him in everything? Actually, Su Ai Lan was not a fool. She should already know who the fart was, but Huang Yajie had already set out to take the blame, and the matter was settled just like that. After all, they were in a meeting. A cultured CEO wouldn't fuss over such a small thing. After all, he was in front of all the employees of the company.