Chapter11 Yang Liao Jiu occupies the nest of magpies.

Noticing the sight of the crowd, Oscar Potter had no expression on his face, but stood up indifferently, waved to the assistant next to him, and left directly.

"Well, it looks good."

Oscar Potter stood in the hallway of the conference room, staring at the woman with only a small part of her face on the screen of her mobile phone, and the corners of her mouth relaxed a lot.

"Does it have any taboos that must not be eaten?" Asked the little woman.

"No, just feed according to the feeding record." The man's tone is gentle.

"Well, how are you? Is your work going well?" Robin Smith was speechless and licked his lips in embarrassment.

Oscar Potter raised his lips. "I have no problem working."

Robin Smith felt a little embarrassed by this unnutritious question and answer, and even the air seemed to be somewhat solidified.

She curled her lips and tried to find an excuse to hang up, but there was a voice over there first.