"Alright, form a dedicated task force. Their work is to maintain and manage Hua Hua’s positive image online. Delete any negative comnts about him. I don’t want to see any adverse effects on his online reputation, and I definitely don’t want to see anyone cursing him!" His tolerance for this sort of thing is absolutely zero.
The secretary silently thought to himself: What’s there to worry about with such things? People have their own mouths, just let it be like clouds passing by.
But despite his thoughts, the secretary maintained a formulaic smile and expression, "Alright, Boss Ling, I’ll arrange it imdiately."
Ling Yin nodded in satisfaction, "If there’s nothing else, you may go."
The secretary just walked out but quickly turned back, entering with a sturdy lift of a cardboard box, "Boss Ling, your delivery has arrived, sent from Canada by Young Master Hua Chu."
Upon hearing this, Ling Yin’s dark eyes instantly brightened and deepened — could Hua Hua be sending him sothing?
His tall and straight body stood up imdiately, walked around the desk, "Bring that pair of scissors over."
What’s inside? Such a big box?
Ling Yin stood in front of the box with a smirk, deeply pleased as he fantasized — could it be a gift sent by Hua Hua for him? The secretary quickly and skillfully brought him the scissors and helped cut open the transparent tape outside the box. With a gesture from Ling Yin, "I’ll do it myself! You can leave!"
Ling Yin’s mood blossod endlessly, feeling a bit reluctant to open it. As he cut the transparent tape, guessing away, his heart rate uncontrollably sped up at the mont he was about to open the box.
The next second.
Pssh...
"Gaaa gaa gaa gaa... Gaaa gaa gaa gaa... Hahaha... Hahaha..."
"What the heck?" Ling Yin was sprayed in the face with an unknown liquid, making his face sticky and his eyes blurry, "It stinks!"
Ling Yin quickly stood up, took two steps back. On the floor, a small black object kept making that sound, "Gaaa gaa gaa gaa... Gaaa gaa gaa gaa... Hahaha... Hahaha..."
Yan Feng and Sai Luo ca in together with things to discuss and saw Ling Yin’s face covered in so black, muddy type of stuff. Even his collar and shirt were inevitably dirty. Yan Feng snorted, and Sai Luo walked over with a gloating expression, "What happened here?"
"Gaaa gaa gaa gaa... Gaaa gaa gaa gaa... Hahaha... Hahaha..."
Yan Feng walked over and picked up the small duck-shaped toy on the ground. The toy had sothing like a water spray nozzle on the top of its head. The liquid inside had already sprayed out, so it seed empty.
"Who pulled a prank on you?"
Ling Yin wiped his face with his hand, turning it completely black, the stench was awful. He wanted to be angry but couldn’t, appearing particularly disgraced. He didn’t bother to answer his friends’ questions and took big steps towards the washroom inside the office.
Sai Luo cautiously stepped around the black stuff, pinching his nose as he checked the labels on the package: Canada, Vancouver, sender: Hua Chu."
"Hmm, what exactly is this, and why is it so ugly?"
"Gaaa gaa gaa gaa... Gaaa gaa gaa gaa... Hahaha... Hahaha..." The little duck was wobbling like a roly-poly toy, laughing back and forth vividly. Yan Feng grabbed the little duck, lifted it, and tossed it into the trash can, "Gaaa gaa gaa gaa... Gaaa gaa gaa gaa... Hahaha... Hahaha..."
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