The office suddenly quieted down. Hua Pang was in a state of stupor. Murong Hanyang was pushed away by Xu zhimm and looked at Xu zhimm with a sad face. How pitiful it is to say Lu Yifan has been smiling at a few people, look can not say leisurely! Liang Xiaosong still holds the plate with tea in his hand. Seeing that few people are silent, he casually picks up a cup of tea and puts it in front of Hua Pang: "Uncle Hua, please have tea!"

"Oh, oh, thank you! Thank you! " Hua Pang hears the sound and then returns to his mind. Suddenly, his eyes sweep...