The moment the familiar voice sounded, the room was filled with silence.
Everyone looked towards the door and saw a figure wearing a slender smoky gray windbreaker and a mask standing at the door.
He seemed to have arrived with a lot of travel dust, and the wind was still wrapped around his body, bringing a chill to the entire conference room.
Not only his voice, but also his figure is so familiar!
When Nan Song heard Yu Jinwen's voice, he paused, turned around slowly, and met a pair of dark and deep eyes.
His eyes were long and narrow, and his long eyelashes were still stained with morning dew, but his eyes were red and bloodshot.
One look at it and you can tell that I didn't sleep well last night.
Yu Jinwen immediately looked towards Nan Song. When he saw the red mark on her forehead, his eyebrows could not help but frown, and his eyes became sharp and cold.
He walked towards her, leaned over and touched her forehead, his eyes showing concern.
"How's the injury?"
His fingertips were very cold, like ice cubes when they touched her forehead, which made the red, swollen and hot area feel much better.
Nan Song said calmly: "It's okay, just a minor injury."
Yu Jinwen was wearing a mask, but Nan Song felt something was wrong with his face, and even his breathing was faster than usual.
Just when he was about to ask him if he had a cold, several directors stood up tremblingly, "You...who are you?"
Yu Jinwen turned his head, slowly stood up straight, and glanced at everyone, his eyes were cold and cold.
Seeing this familiar look, everyone felt their hearts tremble, and they immediately regained their previous feelings, feeling that their legs were weak.
Director Xu and Director Huang were closest to him and said tremblingly, "Mr. Yu..."
However, when they called out this title, they were shocked by themselves.
Mr. Yu, isn’t he already dead?
They all went to his funeral!
So, who is this person?
Under the gaze of everyone, Yu Jinwen slowly raised his hand and took off the mask on one side, revealing a handsome and stern face.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Everyone still remembers me, I'm very happy."
!!!
It’s really Mr. Yu!!!
Everyone was shocked, and the whole conference room could only hear the sound of gasping for air.
Some people couldn't bear this sudden scene and slumped back on the chair, staring with a pair of dead fish eyes and feeling as if their scalp was numb.
Nan Song was still sitting there, as steady as Mount Tai.
Now, she should be the calmest one, and her heart is as stable as ever.
When he comes, nothing will matter.
He Zhao beside him was extremely excited, his eyes were filled with tears and his eyes were shining. God knows how long he had been thinking about the scene of Mr. Yu's return in his mind!
Yu Zeyu quickly moved a chair and asked Yu Jinwen to sit down.
As soon as Yu Jinwen sat down, everyone finally came to their senses and everyone was in an uproar, "It's Mr. Yu, it's really Mr. Yu..."
"Mr. Yu, you are still alive!"
Someone shouted excitedly, but felt that the words were inappropriate, "It's really great that you are alive! We have all attended your funeral and cried our hearts out..." Uh,
It seemed that the more he spoke, the more inappropriate it became, so he shut his mouth in a sullen voice.
Director Huang rushed over from one side and held Yu Jinwen's hand through Nan Song, "Mr. Yu, welcome back to take charge of the overall situation!"
He also shook Yu Jinwen's hand with tears in his eyes, "We will feel relieved when you come back! The Yu family's chaotic situation can finally end!"