"I'll deal with you when I get back."
He lowered his voice slightly, glanced at the lifeless dog on the ground, hung up the phone, and strode outside.
Xiang Jin felt as if he had been granted a pardon.
*
According to the original agenda, the emergency meeting will likely continue until 5 a.m. the next day.
Murong Xiao shortened the time, removed a few less urgent matters, and ended the meeting directly at 11 p.m., telling everyone to go home and rest early.
The executives at Fengrong felt like the sun had risen in the west.
Is this still the same ruthless and cold-blooded Lord Xiao?
He's so considerate, telling them to go home and sleep early instead of staying up late, tsk tsk...
The executives were so grateful they were almost in tears.
The boss is so good, and they actually secretly badmouth him behind his back! It's absolutely unacceptable! From now on, I'll work hard, dedicate myself to my job, and strive to make the boss the richest man in the world as soon as possible!
Looking at this group of sentimental old folks, Su Ming couldn't help but laugh out loud.
If they knew that the boss just wanted to go home and sleep with his wife as soon as possible, their expressions would probably be even more interesting than they are now.
but--
Murong Xiao did not get what he wanted.
When he arrived home, covered in dust from his journey, he found the master bedroom door locked from the inside…
His face turned dark.
He went downstairs to get the spare key from Zhouzhou, but Zhouzhou shook her head: "These used to be kept by Butler Feng. I don't know where he put them. I guess we'll have to look for them, and it might make a lot of noise..."
Murong Xiao's face darkened even more.
"Young Master, please don't be angry with Madam. She must have locked the door because she was afraid you would call her to drink soup," Zhou Zhou quickly explained.
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