The person making the report was the manager of the electronics company, who was already stunned under the projection screen.

I have never seen a CEO who can still think while in a meeting. His ice face has not changed for thousands of years, but now he is smiling.

Zheng Yuanyang seemed to feel that the conference room suddenly became quiet. He looked up and saw that all the staff of the electronics company had their mouths formed in an O shape and stared at him blankly.

Seeing this, Zheng Yuanyang's face immediately returned to its usual calmness and calmness. "Cough...cough", he coughed twice and said majestically: "Continue".

Chen Feng also raised his forehead, expressing his confusion.

The meeting lasted until twelve o'clock at noon. Zheng Yuanyang returned to the office a little tired. But when he thought of the woman texting him, his eyebrows raised. Although it was not a loving word, it was just a request.

It made him feel satisfied. It turned out that in her eyes, he was still someone she could turn to for help.

Thinking of this, I picked up the phone and called Lu Bowen to broadcast it.

"Hey, what's the wind that reminds you, a busy man, of me?" Lu Bowen said in a joking tone, nonchalantly. This stinky man had never hung out with him and Nie Xiang since Hu Xiaodie was hospitalized.

Obviously, Zheng Yuanyang didn't take his teasing seriously and said without emotion: "Essential oil, what is it? Where can I buy it?"

"Hey, why did you remember this? This is a woman's thing." Lu Bowen was shocked by Zheng Yuanyang's words. In his impression, except for his mother and Xiaofan, he seemed to have never bought anything for other women.

Wang Qing doesn't have any of these things. What kind of evil wind is this? She still needs to buy essential oils.

"There is a counter selling essential oils in the cosmetics section of the mall. Do you want me to go with you and buy some?"

Lu Bowen's bad tone made Zheng Yuanyang very unhappy: "Go, go where you should, , and you are not allowed to say that about her."

Lu Bowen was obviously teasing Zheng Yuanyang and got interested: "Hey, she said she was so intimate, has she already developed into a ****?".

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Yuanyang hung up: "...Hello, hello", slandering "This guy who values ​​sex over friends, call Nie Er another day and tease him."

She must see him going crazy."

Zheng Yuanyang sneezed gorgeously in the office.

Originally, he wanted to call his sister Xiaofan. Xiaofan must know better about girls. But when he thought about the little girl gossiping, he decided to forget it. He would rather be laughed at by his brothers than gossiped by his sister.

After getting off work in the afternoon, Zheng Yuanyang didn't stay in the office for one more minute, and drove to Ruihua International Trade Center. He came to the cosmetics area, searched for a long time, and finally found a counter selling essential oils.

The salesperson at the counter was very enthusiastic, and she was very excited to see the big shots from S City. She even trembled when she spoke. I didn’t expect that the diamond king Lao Wu from S City could come here to buy things. Alas, it would be better if he smiled.

Zheng Yuanyang ignored the nymphomaniac salesmen, walked over, took the card, and said: "Chamomile essential oil, two bottles."

Seeing the cold black eyes, the salesperson didn't dare to neglect, and quickly wrapped up the essential oil he wanted and handed it to his hand.

He had just taken two steps when he heard the salesperson next to him introducing it to others: "This essential oil has a soothing effect and helps you sleep. If you have trouble sleeping, you can try it."

He suddenly remembered that he had just arrived at the door of the study last night and heard Hu Xiaodie asking Aunt Wang for milk and saying that she wanted a bed and that she would suffer from insomnia when she first stayed at his house. Thinking of this, he turned back.

There was still no sound of temperature, so I asked: "Is there any essential oil that can help me sleep? How to use it?"

The salesperson hurriedly introduced that lavender essential oil can help you sleep. After diluting it, put it on the aromatherapy lamp. Light it half an hour before going to bed and put it in the bedroom.

Zheng Yuanyang asked the salesperson to pack two more bottles of lavender essential oil, and also bought a scented lamp very carefully. His face was expressionless, but he was thinking excitedly in his heart. What kind of reaction would Hu Xiaodie have if he knew he was so careful?
Chapter completed!