<h3 ss="dib mb0">Chapter 122: How To Conciliate The Boss?
<strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <i></i><strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion
Huo Beichen had eagerly assigned the manor’s housekeeper to prepare xiaolongbao<sup>1</sup> and pumpkin porridge, Ning Meng’s favorite dishes, for breakfast.
<span><span><i></i>However, when Ning Meng had finallye down from her room, she had gone straight to the door. Huo Beichen did not even get to talk to her!
<span><span><i></i>Besides… Lin Qingbei? Who was that? No one was better than him?
<span><span><i></i>Huo Beichen’s face turned dark as a whiff of cold air swirled wildly in the dining hall. He had now lost his entire appetite even though there was a full table of breakfast prepared in front of him.
<span><span><i></i>He stood up from his chair and walked toward the front door. Before he could even reach it, the pink Maserati had zoomed out the gate with a loud vroom.
<span><span><i></i>…
<span><span><i></i>Huo Beichen’s face turned even darker than before, emitting a seethingly dangerous aura from his body.
<span><span><i></i>Raising his phone, Huo Beichen typed a message to Ning Meng: [Where are you going?]
<span><span><i></i>Ning Meng was driving when she received the message. Needing to concentrate on the road, she sent him a voice message: “Good morning, hubby~! I didn’t see you anywhere in the house when I woke up! Aww~ I felt that my blood sugar started to get so low that I was getting hypoglycemia! How could you go to the office that early~ Oh, I’m heading to the TV station for work right now, but don’t worry, I wille back home early tonight to prepare noodles for you~”
<span><span><i></i>Hearing her voice message, Huo Beichen stared at his phone’s screen for a while before unwillingly deleting the message [Come back.] that he was about to send.
<span><span><i></i>At the Huo Group.
<span><span><i></i>After Huo Beichen had entered his office, Qi Shan barged into the office, ignoring his boss’s bad mood, and asked, “Boss! So~ who is this newdy that you intend to woo?”
<span><span><i></i>Huo Beichen shot him a look. “Don’t have anything to do, do you?”
<span><span><i></i>“??”
<span><span><i></i>“Get the documents of that Project City H prepared for me by this evening.”
<span><span><i></i>“!!”
<span><span><i></i>There were a lot of papers involved in that project! It would take at least 3 days to get it done.
<span><span><i></i>After understanding that he might have said something wrong, Qi Shan shut his mouth and stood aside silently.
<span><span><i></i>After a while, Su Ye and Fei Bai had also arrived. While they waited for Huo Beichen to sign the papers they had brought in, the three stooges stood together, quietly awaiting their next orders.
<span><span><i></i>They did not dare to talk, thus, they took out their phones and started chatting in the “Is Boss Angry Today?” WeChat group.
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan: [sobs! Boss is so scary today! What should we do?]
<span><span><i></i>Su Ye: [I don’t know. Please teach us how to conciliate the boss? @Ning Meng]
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan: [Will boss be happy if I give him half of all my money?]
<span><span><i></i>Su Ye: [Do you think the boss will care about that meager amount of money you possess?]
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan: [Then, what should I do? I have no experience in calming the boss down.]
<span><span><i></i>Fei Bai: [One’s mood will get better after killing someone.]
<span><span><i></i>Ning Meng, who was dilly-dallying at Lin Qingbei’s resting room, had seen these messages.
<span><span><i></i>Heh, Mr. Fei Bai was still as trigger-happy as ever.
<span><span><i></i>Ning Meng: [So, are you three the only ones near Lord Chen right now? Well, of course we can’t have Lord Chen kill Fei Bai. Su Ye is a doctor. Due to thew of war, you can’t kill a doctor. Thus, the only one left is a retard who can’t contribute anything. Let him kill that one.”
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan could not help but yell out, “Argh! This stupid woman is so heartless!”
<span><span><i></i>As he was about to type a reply, Ning Meng sent another message:[So, are you not willing to admit you have low IQ? Okay, quiz time~ The Math teacher has given us 10 sets of homework. We havepleted 3 sets. Now, how many sets are there?]
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan: [This is easy! 7!]
<span><span><i></i>Ning Meng: [Heh!]
<span><span><i></i>Su Ye: [10]
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan looked at Su Ye in confusion. “Why?”
<span><span><i></i>Su Ye replied, “This isn’t a Math problem. Use your head.”
<span><span><i></i>When Qi Shan looked at his phone again, he saw that Fei Bai had also replied: [10]
<span><span><i></i>Qi Shan looked at Fei Bai, “Why did you answer ’10’ as well?”
<span><span><i></i>Just as Fei Bai was about to exin to him, suddenly, they felt a surge of cold air clouding over them.
<span><span><i></i>The three stooges slowly turned their heads toward the desk, and they saw that Huo Beichen was ring sharply at their phones. “You have a WeChat Group with her in it?”
<span><span><i></i>“!!!”