72 Points of Good Luck

Huo Jiling didn't want to tell his employees that he was going to be rejected by his fiancée.

"What? Your company?"

She had been too agitated and angry just now, and she had taken the wrong elevator and gone down to the wrong floor. Li Muyao felt embarrassed. However, she didn't know these people, so she didn't feel any pressure to fight Huo Jiling.

But what did Huo Jiling just say?

His company?

Li Muyao looked in the direction Huo Jiling was pointing at and saw the colorful LOGO: WH Wanhong Technology.

Mooncake, be good. Let's go."

Huo Jiling held back his laughter as he held Li Muyao's bag in one hand and the corner of her shirt in the other. He pulled her into a private elevator. The moment the elevator closed, Li Muyao seemed to hear the group of people talking about her.

"Wahhh! President Huo actually laughed just now!"

"Shouldn't you say that President Huo brought his girlfriend over?"