C132 A Shrunken Version of the Boss

Lyi Huaijin's tone turned cold, "I think it's not bad. You can keep it yourself. "

Pei Dong was stunned. His little finger cut across the short hair on his earpiece. He thought for a while and said, "This idea. . . Can be considered. "

Then, with a dazzling smile on his face, he turned around, whistled, and walked out of the meeting room briskly.

Perhaps