At the moment, the office of the president of the GDR Group.

"President, good morning, I'm here to report." Director Lin respectfully walked into the office, spread out the documents in his arms, and reported the progress of the renovation project of Bluestone Lane.

Gu Chengfeng listened quietly, nodded his head from time to time, and occasionally wrote a few words with the pen in his hand.

It's a normal morning, but I always feel like something is missing.

"Zhou's Group has been frequently exchanging resources with our company recently, although our company has a cooperation plan before, but these seem to be too many recently."

Director Lin cautiously asked Gu Chengfeng tentatively, and added another sentence, "The company's focus has been on this area recently, and there are a lot of resources that have been biased towards this area recently. ”

The pen in Gu Chengfeng's hand paused, his deep dark eyes raised, and he looked thoughtfully at the large TV station outside, which was broadcasting the recent news of the company's cooperation with the Zhou Group.

and the reports of the Zhou Group, too many. It's all the news of him and Zhou Xinyan, and even the normal meeting is edited separately.

"Sesame seeds can be made into a piece of news."

Gu Chengfeng's dark eyes froze, he hooked the corners of his mouth, and a cold arc appeared.

Broadcasting these news every day, this kind of subconscious brainwashing, probably just wants to tell everyone that they have a lot of relationship between East Germany and the Zhou family, this must be a deliberate rumor from Zhou Xinyan's side.

"Indeed, you have a point, and I will consider this as appropriate." Gu Chengfeng nodded, his eyelids lifted, and swept to the empty left-hand side, Yingyu's star eyebrows frowned.

It really seems like something is missing. Gu Chengfeng stared at the table with a serious face, and the supervisor standing in front of him couldn't help but sink his heart, Mr. Gu's face was serious, is there something wrong with what I just reported?

At this time, Gu Chengfeng suddenly had an epiphany in his heart, he stared more intently at the position in front of him, and his eyes were incredulous.

There wasn't even a cup of tea in front of his desk!

Although I don't usually like to drink tea, but there is no tea today, it is like something is missing.

Gu Chengfeng slowly raised his dark eyes to look at the supervisor in front of him, and there was nothing in front of him except documents.

Could it be that this girl drafted a few plans and was so proud that her tail was cocked to the sky? This Director Lin is also a high-level cadre, and he didn't come to say hello, which is really unreasonable.

Gu Chengfeng raised his hand and clenched it into a fist, pressed it against the front of his thin lips, and let out a light cough from his throat, which forcibly interrupted Director Lin's voice.

Director Lin immediately stopped the report in his hand, quickly glanced at Gu Chengfeng, and said with great concern: "Mr. Gu, you have a cough, do you have a cold?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that your throat is a little dry, you can just ask someone to come in and pour tea."

"Okay." Director Lin wiped his forehead helplessly, nodded solemnly, walked out of the office, and found a little assistant who poured tea.

Gu Chengfeng, who was sitting in the office chair, nodded with satisfaction, and the pen in his hand turned around happily.

After a while, Director Lin entered the office with a little assistant, and as soon as the footsteps sounded, a sharp gaze fell on the little assistant.

"How are you?"

Seeing that the assistant who came in was not Tang Muxue, Gu Chengfeng frowned when he stepped on, and the gaze that fell on the little assistant was as sharp as Ling Chi.

"What about Tang Muxue?" Gu Chengfeng's thin lips pulled down, and the pen in his hand was casually thrown on the desk.

The little assistant only felt that under Gu Chengfeng's gaze, it seemed that she had walked in the Hades Palace, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, and was a little puzzled in her heart, but she still hurriedly walked in front of Gu Chengfeng, with a little respectful look.

"Tang Muxue has taken a leave of absence, and she will only go to work in the afternoon." The little assistant stammered and explained, she rubbed her palms, "Can I make you tea?" What are you going to drink? ”