The young boy was struck as if by lightning.
"Oh my gosh! So, you're saying that President Jing has been receiving flowers from someone else?"
Who was this brave soul who dared to send flowers to President Jing, known for his thunderous methods? And to do so for three consecutive weeks, what's miraculous is that the big boss actually accepted them!
"Is this... a confession of love?"
"No shit, what else would sending flowers mean in this day and age?"
"Has President Jing really been very happy lately?"
The woman gave him a look and shot him an obvious glance, "Clearly, haven't you noticed that there have been fewer employees working overtime lately?"
"Indeed, there's been less overtime. The tasks are still the same, and so is the work, but the approval rate for planning proposals we submit has gone up."
The young boy paused at this point, finally understanding what she meant by "President Jing is in a good mood."