Chapter 757: No Exceptions

It was strange, they had argued before, but this time, Brother Yan’s pretentiousness just couldn’t be overlooked.

Instead of placating her, it seemed like he was waiting for her to come and soothe him.

Bo’s building.

These past few days had been rough for the employees.

Master Bo, stimulated by something unknown, had suddenly turned into a workaholic.

The smallest mistakes made in his presence were relentlessly scrutinized.

Several senior executives had been rebuked day after day until they were nearly driven to madness.

The atmosphere in the high-rise was as chilling as a frigid hell.

Just after a meeting, Bo Yanching walked quickly, Han Chuan followed behind, holding a document and meticulously searching for errors in each clause.

Outside the office, he hadn’t stepped foot inside when the door was slammed shut, nearly hitting his nose.

He had never seen Master Bo so angry before.

Oh wait, that was incorrect; he had seen him like this before, during that time when he and Nan Jiaojiao were breaking up.

As the meeting room emptied, everyone quickly made their way to the elevators.

Ye Xinyu, walking last, saw Han Chuan and instructed her assistant to wait for her in the office, excusing herself with work as a pretext, she walked toward Han Chuan.

“Assistant Han, what’s been with the president these days?”

Han Chuan glanced at her, “Just focus on your work, don’t pry into everything.”

Ye Xinyu replied, “These past few days, everyone in the company has been on edge, afraid, really.

I didn’t even dare to breathe in the meeting room, but seeing you here, I wanted to ask, might you tip me off a bit, so I could be alert?”

Han Chuan rubbed his temples, “Master Bo has been in a bad mood, he hasn’t been eating regularly these days, and his temper has flared up quite a bit; don’t come around if it’s unnecessary.”

Ye Xinyu, thoughtful, nodded her head and thanked him before leaving.

By noon, she was knocking on the president’s office door with a container of high-end restaurant food.

“Come in.” The man’s dark and authoritative voice could be felt through the door.

Ye Xinyu tensed slightly, pushed the door open, and said softly, “President, our PR department has performed well this month, several groups greatly exceeded their targets, thanks to your support and cultivation.

Today I treated my department to a meal, and I brought some for you to try, see if it suits your taste.”

She paused, then smiling, looked at Han Chuan, “Assistant Han, your portion has also been left in your office.”

Bo Yanching looked up, his expression cold, his sharp eyes swept over Ye Xinyu’s face.

His gaze landed on Han Chuan.

Han Chuan quickly said, “I’ll handle it.”

He walked past Ye Xinyu, speaking in a low voice, “Come with me.”

Ye Xinyu looked surprised, glanced at Bo Yanching, and walked slowly.

Han Chuan looked back at her, caught her hesitation, coughed to remind her, and she hurriedly followed him out.

Han Chuan directly grabbed her food container and dumped it in the trash can outside the kitchenette.

“Don’t do these things, Master Bo doesn’t like it, and don’t think you can create a good impression at this time.

Focus on your work and don’t get distracted.”

Ye Xinyu’s forced smile nearly cracked.

Han Chuan didn’t leave her any dignity, explicitly calling out her little schemes.

She wanted to defend herself with a few words, but doing so would seem to devalue herself too much.

Thankfully, there was no third person present; she composed herself and walked away with her dignity intact.

Before long, Han Chuan entered with a food container from Bo Yanching’s usual favorite restaurant.

He spread out the containers on the table.

Bo Yanching took a couple of bites and, without looking up, said, “Let this not be a precedent.”

Han Chuan tensed, “Yes.”

Bo Yanching pulled out his phone, a man who seldom checked social media, had logged in frequently these past few days, but Nan Jiaojiao rarely posted anything.

However, Yaen Chi had posted something two hours ago.