The high-level people looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything, just now they all made suggestions, is the president not satisfied?

Murong Bojing's fingers gently tapped on the handle of the seat, looking at the high-level executives on the screen who tried to minimize their presence, his eyebrows raised, and his thin lips opened slightly:

"CFO, tell me about the company's profits."

The named CFO immediately responded, cleared his throat, and began to report:

"Now the finance department is rushing out of the financial statements, as far as I know, our Morris headquarters achieved the highest profit in history last year, in terms of operating income, ......"

The chief financial officer reported honestly, Murong Bojing listened carefully, and when he ran the company, he always pursued the maximization of interests and the long-term development of the company.

"Knock knock - uncle, I made you something good!"

The girl's voice that was suddenly inserted was clearly transmitted through the computer to the ears of the top executives, and the voice of the financial director was stuck in his throat.

The eyes of all the high-level officials unanimously fell on Murong Bojing's handsome and extraordinary face on the screen, and their eyes were puzzled.

The other party called the president an uncle, who should be the granddaughter of Master Murong, Murong Le.

"This concludes tonight's meeting."

Murong Bojing spoke in a deep voice, put his bony fingers on the keyboard, and directly closed the video conference.

The president's approach made the executives scratch their heads, even if the niece came to find it, there was no need to directly announce the end of the meeting, right?

"Come in."

Hearing that the uncle let him in, Murong Le hurriedly pushed the door and walked in directly, and the servant behind him carried a large plate of chicken soup and two bowls on a tray.

The fragrance poured into Murong Bojing's nostrils as the little woman entered, the same as the smell in the living room.

"What did you do?"

Murong Bojing had already guessed that the little woman was going to make soup, otherwise how could those slender jade hands be burned beyond recognition?

"Deng, Dengden - this is the delicious chicken soup I boiled with my own hands, specifically for my uncle to relieve fatigue!"

Murong Le blinked his right eye mischievously, grinned, and asked the maid to put the chicken soup on the table, and she took out a bowl.

Murong Bojing's gaze kept falling on Murong Le's body, from the time she came in and said that she wanted to give him chicken soup, until she served him soup, her every move revealed her aura.

Is the little woman trying to please him?

After all, this is the first time Murong Le has made soup for him!

Murong Le put the soup in front of Murong Bojing, smiling brightly, as bright as a flower.

The servants had already retreated, leaving Murong Bojing and Murong Le behind.

Murong Bojing stretched out his hand, picked up the spoon, and stirred it gently, the rich fragrance and attractive color were all hanging his appetite.

Pursed my lips and took a sip, the mouth was fragrant and sweet, the soup was thick, and the taste was just in place, which was really good!

Murong Le looked at Murong Bojing with a smile until he finished one bowl, and then the next one......

"Uncle, I have an assignment, the design drawings have been completed, I will send the tailor to make clothes and create jewelry, you can help me!"

Murong was happy to see that the uncle was drinking well, and hurriedly explained the intention, the purpose of boiling the soup, and he couldn't forget it.

"Okay."

Murong Bojing responded happily, feeling comfortable, at this time, even if Xiao Le asked him for a priceless treasure, he would obediently offer it.

"Now, here you go! Remember, I'm going to get my clothes on Friday. ”

Murong Le put three drawings on Murong Bojing's desk, one was clothes, and two were headdresses and necklaces.

His eyes fell on the paper, the familiar outline and drawing method, Murong Bojing frowned, he didn't have to guess that it was his brother's handwriting......