100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 1015 Su Muzhe

When Liang Yun returned, she noticed that the atmosphere in the office was strange.

Miss Jinhuan, who usually lazily lies on the sofa reading, moved a small chair and sat next to the chief.

Emmm… The last time I saw Miss Jinhuan being so well-behaved was after she made a mistake.

He immediately became more cautious, kept his mouth shut, took the food that Miss Jin Huan wanted to eat, placed it in front of her, and then pretended to be very busy as he went out.

When gods fight, little devils suffer.

He's not going to get in their way here!

"Uncle Zhou."

She called Zhou Yatang softly. The man looked up at her.

The little girl immediately gave him a bright smile.

Zhou Yatang: ...

Indeed, no one can stay angry with her for long.

"what happened?"

"This is for you."

She handed over the small wooden plaque with a smile.

Zhou Yatang was stunned.

These past few days, she's spent her free time carving things on the small balcony. He's seen this little wooden plaque several times when he went to tidy it up, but it had always been a half-finished product.

At the time, he thought it was just an assignment from one of her school's craft classes, and he never imagined it would be a gift from her to him.

As expected...

Zhou Yatang was appeased again. She even personally helped him put on the small wooden plaque.

Over the next few days, everyone in the office noticed that Zhou Duchang's style of dress had changed.

Men who used to button their shirts all the way up now unbutton a few buttons.

While the seriousness was reduced somewhat, it also made everyone notice the small wooden plaque hanging around his neck.

"Secretary Liang."

"What's wrong?" Liang Yun, who was about to go to the cafeteria for lunch, was suddenly stopped by a colleague in the office.

"Has there been any new policy direction from above lately?"

The man asked in a low voice.

On ordinary days, many people openly or secretly try to get information from him.

However, as Zhou Yatang's secretary, Liang Yun was very discreet; he knew perfectly well what could and couldn't be said. Over time, everyone understood his character and stopped asking questions recklessly.

However, wind direction and such are not a big deal.

It's perfectly fine to reveal a little bit occasionally.

However, nothing major is really going to happen recently.

He looked at the person beside him, puzzled, and couldn't understand why the other person would ask such a question.

"Nothing's wrong, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

The man was also taken aback by Liang Yun's expression.

He scratched his head and finally decided to be frank: "Well, the chief was carrying a small wooden plaque, and we just wanted to ask if there's a strong push for religious culture this year. If so, we'd like to go to the temple in advance to ask for something and carry it with us."

Liang Yun: …...

"Don't overthink it, trust science."...

It just so happens that the editor-in-chief of a city newspaper is coming over this afternoon to interview Zhou Yatang.

The initial Q&A session will be presented in the form of a live stream.

Before Liang Yun could remind Zhou Yatang to button up his shirt, the man had already sat down in front of the camera.

The capital city has always been a bellwether for major cities.

When Zhou Duzhang was interviewed, most people in the region would make a point of taking time out to watch.

In no time, a large number of official accounts entered the live stream.

Ordinary people feel their hearts tremble just looking at those profile pictures.

Only one person stood there, stunned, in front of the screen.

Ming Jia stared at the small wooden plaque around Zhou Yatang's neck, his fingertips involuntarily stroking his own neck.

There was a small wooden sign there that looked almost exactly like his!