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His eyes remained fixed upon the glaring computer screen while his hand restlessly reached for the mug far away. That was when he caught Lin Yazhi staring at him from the corner of his eyes.

He nearly fell off his chair.

"How long have you been there? And what's with that look? What do you want?"

Lin Yanzhi responded to his question with an eyeroll. "I am just here to give you a few words about our dear President. I definitely understand that he has not been in a great mood lately, but could you at least stop him from touching all those bottles again? Can't you see? Do you need to observe for yourself how bad he looks right now?"

Lin Yazhi was right. The longer the President had to bear with his headache, the more the little secretaries like her had to suffer.

Gosh—Zhaoyang, my great Senior Zhaoyang, come back already…

I can't take this anymore! Only you can handle the beast! Sniff…