Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

After Huo Yan hung up the phone, the entire conference room was still a little silent.

Everyone couldn't believe it, the person who called just now was their noble and indifferent CEO!

What about the promised president who is cold, indifferent and unreasonable?

Why was she wronged and obedient just now, just like a little milk dog!

Everyone felt that their three views had been reshaped!

After Huo Yan hung up the phone, he returned to work mode, his handsome face was indifferent, and his cold sweep made his heart shudder.

He raised his eyes, curled his index finger, and tapped the table lightly.

The meeting continues.

Oh... ah, good CEO!

The director who was interrupted just now continued to report the report of the previous month, calm on the surface, but his heart was about to take off.

Fog Grass Fog Grass.

I didn't expect the CEO to be so gentle and considerate when talking about love...

They even gossiped in private, if Mr. Huo fell in love, would he treat his girlfriend the same way he treated them, being cold and inhuman every day.

In the end, the gossip came to the conclusion that it is impossible for a person like Mr. Huo to have a girlfriend.

Before he got a girlfriend, he would probably find her girlfriend annoying and ask the bodyguards to throw her away from him...

And it's impossible to imagine, Mr. Huo coaxing his girlfriend with that cold face!

What he never expected was... Huo Boss, when he talked about love, he looked like a fairy descending from the earth.

He clicked his tongue twice in his heart.

It is estimated that this news has spread, and many girls in the company must be heartbroken.

...

For no reason, Liang Chong was beaten up with a sack, and his lungs almost exploded.

After he came out of the hospital, the first thing he did was to check the surveillance in the clubhouse that night.

With Guagua's cover, plus the little girl dragged him to an unmonitored alley and beat him, Liang Chong naturally found nothing.

After Huo Yan went back that night, he went to the clubhouse and adjusted the surveillance. He originally wanted to help the little girl cover up the crime, but he didn't expect that nothing was captured on the surveillance.

Huo Yan didn't care, and let Liang Chong dance around in the clubhouse.

Liang Chong never doubted Su Tang about this matter.

After all, the little girl looks soft and not tall, and she doesn't look like she can push a 1.8 meter strong man to the ground and beat him violently.

No matter how hard Liang Chong searched, he couldn't find any clues, and the sack on his head couldn't identify any fingerprints. In the end, he could only go home aggrieved and smashed all the furniture in the house to vent.

...

Huo Yan got off work on time for the first time.

He took his Maybach car keys from the drawer, took two steps out of the office door, and then backed away.

The index finger curled up, and the white finger bones lightly tapped twice on the desk in front of the assistant.

The assistant looked up at him blankly, President, what's the matter?

The assistant's heart skipped a beat in an instant.

Could it be that there was something wrong with the document he just handed over?

It was so serious that the president came to look for him in person!

My life is over...

Just when the assistant's nervous heart was about to jump out of his chest, he heard the thoughtful voice of the man in front of him.

I remember your car, is it a Camry?

……what?

The assistant nodded blankly.

Huo Yan hooked his lips, and put his Maybach car keys in front of his assistant.

Assistant Lin, I'm sorry, I'll change the car with you today.

Assistant Lin, ...???

What kind of show operation is this?