Jiang City, FS top floor.
The atmosphere outside the CEO's office was a bit tense for a while.
The Four Flowers and One Grass exchanged glances, and finally, five pairs of eyes all turned in unison towards the heavy solid wood door inside.
Liu Tiantian rubbed her chin, looking thoughtfully at the solid wood door, and asked, "Do you think President Fu knows about Little Jiaojiao's rumor with someone else?"
"Hard to say." Hu Yueke held a cup of hot tea with both hands, blew on the surface, sipped a bit and sighed, then leisurely began to analyze. She raised a finger: "According to my analysis, there are only three situations. First, President Fu saw it and is very angry, so now it's just the calm before the storm."
She raised her second finger: "Second, President Fu is too busy with work and hasn't had time to check Weibo, so he still doesn't know."
Guo Aixian thought there was some truth to Hu Yueke's analysis and asked encouragingly, "What's the third?"
