Mucha scolded frantically on the other end of the phone.

On the phone, the Night Lord listened quietly, and the corners of his mouth curved into an arc that he didn't even notice.

He had never felt that listening to someone scolding someone was as pleasant as listening to a Werner concert.

He even wanted to listen to it forever.

At this moment, Qin Ranfeng's voice sounded: "Why didn't you kid come yet?!If I hadn't gone in to save the scene just now, those people would have gone!"

The Night Lord raised his eyes to look at Qin Ranfeng, who had an ugly face, and it was rare to feel that Qin Ranfeng was also pleasing to the eye.

Mucha also heard Qin Ranfeng's call, and stopped talking in time and said, "Then you go and get busy, there is no problem on my side for the time being." ”

"Hmm. Call me anytime you have something. The Night Lord said, waiting for Mucha to cut off the call before putting the phone back in his pocket.

Qin Ranfeng frowned and asked, "Who are you talking to on the phone?" With tears in the corners of his eyes, he smiled like a fool......

As soon as the Night Master stretched out his hand, Qin Ranfeng subconsciously closed his eyes, thinking that Qin Ranfeng was going to beat him.

As a result, in the next moment, he only felt a weight on his shoulders, and when he opened his eyes and looked sideways, he saw the night master's hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's hard, I'm going." ”

Qin Ranfeng watched in disbelief as the Night Master strode away, and eight hundred question marks popped up in his mind.

Something is wrong, this brother.

Could it be ......

Qin Ranfeng suddenly glared in horror-

The Night Lord shouldn't have taken a fancy to him, right?!

After all, he's so ...... Handsome and dashing.

Thinking of this possibility, Qin Ranfeng shuddered in fright.

Isn't it? Isn't it? Nightlord doesn't really like him, does he?

Qin Ranfeng subconsciously wanted to go up and ask what was going on, but the Night Master had already strode into the conference room.

He had no choice but to wait for the question mark in his heart to be suppressed, and he followed into the conference room.

The conference room was noisy, and the number one leader was trying to calm the emotions of the technical backbone, but he was obviously more than he could.

At this moment, a compelling aura rushed into the conference room.

Everyone subconsciously quieted down and looked at the man who came in stride.

The man is dressed in a high-quality black suit, and the buttons of the cufflinks are meticulously fastened, and it is as if he is walking with the wind.

Everyone only glanced at it, and they felt an aura of resolute indifference.

This aura was so overwhelming that everyone didn't dare to squeak anymore, and even their breathing was deliberately lightened.

Some people, born to be kings, probably refer to him.

There was no need to introduce himself, everyone knew him - the Night Lord, their former chairman.

The Night Lord unbuttoned the bottom two buttons of his suit, and did not sit down immediately, but supported the table with both hands, bowed slightly, and glanced at everyone present one by one with a cold gaze.

Everyone subconsciously lowered their heads after meeting the gaze of the Night Lord.

This is the crushing of the aura.

After looking at everyone, the Night Master said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I had an emergency just now, and I delayed it, so I made you wait for a long time." ”

A few people who were shouting to leave just now coughed dryly and didn't say anything.

Only a blonde man mustered up the courage to speak: "Ye Dong, I have already submitted a letter of resignation, but I have not been approved here, and now you have called me here, I don't know what you mean?"

The Night Lord looked at the man, narrowing his wolf eyes slightly.

"If you really don't know that I've come all the way here to gather you all the meaning, it means that you are stupid. I don't need stupid people here, you can go. ”