Chapter 31.1

Xin Zezhao's aura is so compelling that the supervisors on the scene swallow all the questions and think about the list.

"In addition, the personnel department will give Secretary Xia a detailed list of all the employees who have left this year."

"Yes."

"Do you have any other questions?" Xin Zezhao slightly raised his eyes, cold eyes once again light looked at all the people present.

There was a silence in the conference room, and the directors kept silent.

"The meeting is over." As soon as his voice fell, Xin Zezhao stood up and strode forward, leaving distressed executives behind.

The supervisors see that Emily is still standing at the door, and a smart supervisor immediately hits her, hoping to get some news from her.

"The supervisors should go back as soon as possible, and try not to make mistakes when the work at hand is finished. Recently, Mr. Xin has done a lot of work." Emily is very kind-hearted with a smiling face, suggesting that Xin Zezhao has been in a lot of trouble recently.

Knowing Emily's unexpected meaning, the supervisors are also reluctant to listen to any news, and the pace of leaving subconsciously speeds up a lot. The cold president is already terrible. If it's a furious president, it's terrible beyond imagination.

Emily gathered her smile and her eyes were as warm as clear water. Although nothing appeared on Xin Zezhao's face, she could still detect Xin Zezhao's worries.

Stepping into the office, Liang Xiaoyu slightly raises her eyes and sees Xin Zezhao lying on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, showing some slight fatigue between his eyebrows.

Liang Xiaoyu takes a light step and slowly comes to his back. She gently puts her boneless hands on Xin Zezhao's temple and rubs them with painful eyes to relieve his fatigue.

The narrow peach blossom eyes are still closed, but the tight lips are quietly relaxed. Liang Xiaoyu's delicate hands are very skillfully pressing on the temple, which makes Xin Zezhao feel that he doesn't have such a headache.

After a moment's quiet enjoyment, Xin Zezhao stops Liang Xiaoyu's massage, slowly opens her eyes, and gently pinches her well-defined hand on the white and delicate catkin.

"It's going to be hard for you recently. After the personnel department's list is given to you, you can check the whereabouts of those employees who have left, especially those in the technical department, senior positions and senior employees. You don't have an official position in our company. It's easier for you to do this. "

Liang Xiaoyu bent down, put his head on the high back of the chair, put his hands around Xin Zezhao's slender neck and held it together, "well, good."

"Why don't you ask?"

"Is the company's secret really leaked?" Liang Xiaoyu pondered for a moment, and her relaxed expression became slightly dignified. Although she entered the workplace soon, she knew the seriousness of this kind of thing.

"Well, how do you know that?" Xin Zezhao's tone is still light, as if it is just a common little thing.

"Just now, when I went down to inform them of the meeting, I overheard one or two words, and you asked me to investigate those old employees, so I guess."

Xin Zezhao's lips, which he had just loosened, closed tightly again, and his face became a little heavy: "it's amazing that the company has heard so soon..."

"And it seems that many people have heard it, even some supervisors know it. When I came here just now, I heard someone saying it." Liang Xiaoyu looks at Xin Zezhao's heavy expression, and can't help frowning, full of distress.

"Emily told me not long ago how the wind got out." Xin Zezhao pursed his lips and thought, an idea flashed through his mind quickly.

"Then I'd better ask Emily to go to the personnel department to urge them to ask for the list. I'd better go through the information myself." Liang Xiaoyu pulls back his hand in a hurry, his face full of anxiety.

"No..." Xin Zezhao is about to open his mouth, but he finds that Liang Xiaoyu has already gone to the door like the wind. At the same time, he keeps saying: "it's not too late, or the board of directors will be in trouble..."

Looking at Liang Xiaoyu's hard work, Xin Zezhao's heavy look was slightly relaxed, and he whispered to himself in a low voice: "you are really more and more lovely."