When they came out of the conference room, a group of glamorous and domineering industry elites looked like they had just been fished out of water. Their faces were pale and their backs were wet.
"I was so scared just now. I thought I would die here today!"
"Who says so? When Boss looked at you just now, I was sweating. That gaze was really… scary. But you're smart. You suddenly mentioned Boss's scarf…"
"Hehehe, I was desperate. I suddenly remembered Manager Zuo's words earlier, so I couldn't help but take a gamble."
As soon as he said this, everyone's gaze fell on Zuo Yanbai. "Manager Zuo, what kind of magical item is the CEO's scarf? Why does he value it so much?"
"That's not a godly weapon. It's just because the person who knitted it is someone that the CEO cares about."
"The person we care about… could it be…" They wanted to ask more, but Zuo Yanbai and the others had already left.
