Chapter 907

At a glance, isn't it Han Zhuoli's mobile phone that rings?

Manager Lu

Can she take it back?

"It's my cell phone." Han Zhuoli said lightly.

Manager Lu

I don't know if it's any use kneeling now?

Others gloated and looked at manager Lu. Fortunately, just now, he was half a beat too late.

Manager Lu didn't flatter him, instead, he did a good job.

Han Zhuoli stood up. "Stop the meeting first."

Then he went out with his cell phone.

In the meeting room, the department managers and Zheng Tianming are left behind.

Zheng Tianming keeps smiling. Only he knows that the president has been waiting for Lu man's call.

Manager Lu's lips trembled and asked Zheng Tianming, "general Why didn't the chief executive turn on the mute today? "

Zheng Tianming said with a smile: "what's the matter? The president is happy with what he does. He can't turn on the mute, we can't

Manager Lu is also eager to flatter. He finally seizes the opportunity and has a strong desire for performance.

Who would have thought it would have slipped.

Manager Zheng of the production department was a little upset when he was suddenly interrupted.

Can interrupt his person is Han Zhuoli, what can he say?

But manager Lu also used the excuse to show himself by stepping on his business.

Ha ha!

"It's not the first time we've had a meeting with the president. For many years, don't we even know that a mobile phone for a meeting needs to be turned on mute? Need someone to remind you? " Manager Zheng said sarcastically that some people are smart!

Results, ha ha!

Manager Lu blushed, embarrassed and angry.

Although the others didn't speak, they all laughed with manager Zheng's sarcasm.

Obviously, they are also very dissatisfied with her just stepping on others to flatter.

***

of course, Han Zhuoli didn't know what was going on in the conference room, so he took his mobile phone out of the conference room and couldn't wait to connect the video call before he entered the office.

As soon as it opened, Lu man's face appeared on the screen.

"To the hotel?" Han Zhuoli sees the background on the screen.

"Well." Lu man takes the lens a little further and only shows half his face to let Han Zhuoli look at his hotel room. "It's the hotel next to donghuatai. You can rest assured."

"Good." Han Zhuoli was relieved, but he was not in a hurry to hang up.

Lu man asked, "are you working now? Is it disturbing you? "

"No, I've been waiting until I know you're going to call." Han Zhuoli said.

If those heads of departments in the conference room heard this, they would have heard it.

OK, the president said that if you don't disturb me, you won't disturb me. They are all old cabbages, not people.

However, Lu man did not dare to disturb him for a long time. After chatting for a while, he hung up. Han Zhuoli went back to continue the meeting.

***

the next day, on Friday, Luman took Hu Zhonghui and he Mengmeng from the hotel to the nearby TV station.

Who knows so coincidentally, and in the elevator met joruna.

"Are you coming to the show?" she asked

Lu man nodded, "to record classic X-Files."

Joluna was so happy that her prayer came true!

Is it true that Lu man is recording the same issue with her?

"What a coincidence. I'm here to record this show, too." Joruna said quietly.

"I've heard. It's like we're in the same issue." Lu man said politely, "it's my first time to participate in a variety show. I have no experience. Please give me more advice."