700, abandon this hope!

Upon returning to his office, Lu Chenyu immediately set down his briefcase and pulled out an ancient Nokia phone.

Just as he dialed his best-buddy's number, "Knock, knock, knock", came a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened, and Lu Chenyu looked at Mo Weiyi, feeling his right eyelid twitching incessantly.

As expected, Mo Weiyi was holding a vase with a few lilies in it, "Master, I think your office is a bit too monotonous. Can I put this vase of lilies on your desk?"

"No need." Lu Chenyu refused flatly.

"No, I bought a lot of flowers, and I've given some to every office. As my master, you should have some too. Plus, looking at fresh flowers often can make one feel happy and less irritable."

Lu Chenyu looked at her, "So you think I'm often irritable towards you?"

"No," Mo Weiyi said cheerfully, putting down the vase, "Master, there are a few more things I wanted to say to you."

"What?" Lu Chenyu immediately covered his nose with an expression of distaste.