Secretary Qin looked bewildered: [Did sothing happen back ho?]
This rger case is so important, the Boss specifically ca here to handle it well, and he’s rushing back just like that?
But after checking, Secretary Qin found that the last matter wasn’t that significant, it was more or less wrapping up. Ideally, it’d be better if Yan Yan were here, but his absence wouldn’t make much difference.
So, he replied: [Sure, if you want to leave early, I can help you change your flight first.]
A few seconds later, he received a reply from Yan Yan:
[She misses .]
Secretary Qin looked at it, and three question marks appeared on his forehead.
She? Who?
Did the Boss make a typo or send it to the wrong person?
He repeatedly checked the chat history, slowly realizing that Yan Yan was responding to his previous ssage asking if sothing had happened back ho.
Secretary Qin suddenly: "..."
Alright, this "she" must be Luo Luo, no doubt about it.
Why did he feel like he was suddenly showered with romance out of nowhere?
But as a competent subordinate, facing the affectionate display from his Boss,
He could only swallow it down forcefully and manage a polite yet strained smile.
[I see, in that case, Boss, you should head back early, so Miss Yun won’t worry about you.]
Not long later, a ssage ca from Yan Yan:
[You’ve worked hard this ti, your year-end bonus will be increased by thirty percent, fill out the form yourself and apply to the finance departnt when we get back.]
Secretary Qin: ".....!!!"
Boss, I’ll never secretly complain about you leaving work early for Miss Yun again!
You can feel free to indulge in your romance! As your subordinate, I’ll wholeheartedly support and be your strong and loyal backup! I’ll never let work interfere with your relationship with Miss Yun!
Please, by all ans, keep showering with your romance!
For the first ti in his life, Secretary Qin got a raise and looked at the WeChat ssage sent by Yan Yan, moved to tears.
And in his heart, he wrote a short essay of more than five hundred words.
Yan Yan sat at his desk, opened Yun Qiluo’s friend circle to check, and there was no update.
With nothing else to do, he suddenly rembered that she also had a Weibo.
He decided to open Weibo to see if she had any other updates.
As a result, he saw her unusually active on Weibo.
Little Magic Fairy Luoluo: [The stars at night are so beautiful, but I can’t sleep.]
She rarely posted on Weibo, so her fans were elated as if it were a holiday.
All kinds of comforting ssages and advice on how to quickly fall asleep were sent her way.
Yan Yan scrolled down and discovered that she was actually replying to those netizens one by one, even chatting idly with them.
It wasn’t until two forty-sothing in the morning that she stopped.
He couldn’t help but darken his expression.
If she was bored and couldn’t sleep, couldn’t she just call him and talk?
Why did she have to chat online with these netizens she didn’t even know?
Mr. Yan clicked into the profiles of each fan, and his face beca even gloomier.
And most of them were guys!
After logging off her live stream, Yun Qiluo went to class; the afternoon classes were relaxed, and she could go ho early.
But she didn’t really want to go back, since there’d be no one at ho to play with her, unlike at school where she could chat with Song Shijia.
As for streaming, she had done it at noon and wasn’t very eager to do it in the afternoon, not in high spirits.
Thinking for a bit, she suggested to Song Shijia, "Why don’t we go and try that Taekwondo place we went to last ti?"
Song Shijia was a bit surprised, "Didn’t you say you didn’t like it there?"
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