Lian Cheng looked at him elegantly and spit out two words: [Wind (mi) Water (xin)…]

Secretary Zhou's mouth twitched, and he immediately understood: "Uh... I understand, then... I'm going out to prepare."

After leaving, Secretary Zhou wiped sweat from his head. Every time his boss was in a bad mood, he would go in and go out like a death. Only after stepping out of this door would he be considered a life after a disaster.

Secretary Zhou shook his head and sighed. He only realized today that the arrogant and arrogant young master actually believed in Feng Shui.

At that time, the boss placed either the lucky cat or the golden toad in the office to attract wealth, but the boss put a few pots of bonsai. Is that a Feng Shui array?

Why didn’t I know that Mr. Ya has such a superstitious side before?

It’s really hard to look like a person. It turns out that everyone has a ‘god’ in their hearts!

Secretary Zhou was thinking about the plans of those bonsai pots and buying two similar pots.

He remembered what those potted plants appeared. It took several years, and it seemed like two years, no, more than two years... three years? Oh, he couldn't remember it either, but it was a while.

Secretary Zhou is not good at bonsai. Last time, he was not responsible for the bonsai in Liancheng Yazhi's office. He wanted to buy it, but he didn't know who to look for at the moment.

So Secretary Zhou went back to ask several assistant secretary, "Who was responsible for the bonsai in the boss's office? Who bought it back then?"

Several men and women looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

After a while, another thin male assistant with eyes answered: "It's me... that's me responsible..."

Secretary Zhou asked quickly: "Where did you buy it?"

"At that time, the young master gave me an address and just told me to go and get the bonsai back. I... forgot about the address."

Secretary Zhou glared and grabbed his collar, "Forgot? Think about it carefully."

The male assistant said in embarrassment: "I really forgot Secretary Zhou. This happened three or four years ago. How could I remember an address?"

Even if you have a good memory, you can't remember a cumbersome address from a few years ago, right?

Secretary Zhou was stunned for a moment and let go: "Three or four years ago? Is Mr. Ya... the worst period in his condition?"

The male assistant nodded: "Yeah..."

Secretary Zhou pondered for a while and nodded: "Okay, I understand, you all go busy."

If he had stepped on it correctly, then it was the time when Lian Chengya was at the lowest point. He asked someone to bring a few pots of bonsai in the office, but he was not allowed to move for so many years?

Secretary Zhou felt that he might have known something...

However, if Mr. Ya would not be willing to mention such a thing, he would naturally not say it again.

Secretary Zhou glanced at the president's office and suddenly smiled. No matter how many things he did, he felt that others were naive, but he had been insisting on it. However, it finally had a good result now, which was worth it.

Secretary Zhou picked up his briefcase and keys. A group of soldiers under his opponent said, "I'll go out, you are optimistic about the 'home', and you have done all the instructions for Young Friend Ya."

"Where are you going at this time, Secretary Zhou?"

Everyone was scared when they heard this. Mr. Ya was in a bad mood. There was someone who could still stand it with Secretary Zhou, but they couldn't stand it.

Secretary Zhou waved at them: "Buy bonsai."
Chapter completed!