The management of the Jun Corporation had been living especially comfortably for the past two days. Ever since Jun Shiling came back from a trip, everyone felt that Jun Shiling's temper had improved a lot.
Everyone thought to themselves: Please make a few more trips, CEO Jun. I'm begging you we're having it too hard.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Bo Xiao sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. He looked at Jun Shiling's expression. As a man himself, he knew too well why. "It's a warm night in the Furong tent."
Jun Shiling looked up at Bo Xiao. Not only did Bo Xiao not restrain himself, but he smiled even wider. "CEO Jun, you can even rush to work so early when the beauty is in your arms. Impressive. As expected of the head of the Jun Corporation. Your self-control is invincible."
"You better have come to me because you have something on." Jun Shiling pretended not to hear Bo Xiao's teasing.
