"It's your business again" Han Wenlei looked at Cheng Ya in surprise and asked Cheng Ya in a low voice, as if he heard Han Wenlei's words, he was so frightened that he trembled, and he was afraid that Han Wenhao was still looking at Cheng Ya tightly, and Han Wenfeng asked the Propaganda Minister with a smile, "Why is the recent work assignment of the Propaganda Department so strange, and let a secretary modify such an important propaganda poster of the Supreme Mansion without authorization" The Propaganda Minister immediately explained: "Because there were seven promotional pictures at that time, and when the seventh was the seventh, the designer had a certain controversy about the light sense, and then under a coincidence, Cheng Ya put forward an opinion, at that time, the designers of the Propaganda Department seemed to recognize the effect of this light, listened to Cheng Ya's opinion, revised the final promotional map, and then sent it to the president's office for approval, "Cheng Ya is weak and weak, her heart is going to jump out, no matter how stupid she is, she can hear a clue, this chief means to use himself and the certifiers as a shield, Han Wenlei said angrily: "Then how can you, the minister, since you let the propaganda map be submitted for review, you must sign it" The minister had nothing to say, It was only after Han Wenhao, who was standing nervously on the side, listened to their conversation in silence, then slowly picked up the pen, lightly tapped the 1.3 billion documents in front of the booth, and then called softly: "Cheng Ya" As soon as Cheng Ya heard Han Wenhao call herself coldly like this, she immediately raised her head in fright, looked at Han Wenhao's majestic appearance, and trembled and responded "Ah" Han Wenhao looked at Cheng Ya's frightened appearance, he relaxed his facial expression slightly, his burning eyes flashed slightly, and he picked up the pen and tapped it to the propaganda color map on the screen in mid-air and asked.
Why did you change the color of the promotional map, what is the reason" "I, I, I didn't mean it" Cheng Ya shook her head in horror, and said fearfully Han Wenlei and Han Wenfeng looked at her together in pain, and just wanted to speak, "I just want to know the reason now that this promotional picture has not been sent out, and I have not held anyone responsible, I just want to know why you want to change the gold color on the promotional map, why" Han Wenhao looked at her slowly and forcefully and asked "me" Cheng Ya said weakly: "I just think" "Wait a minute" Han Wenhao slowly stopped her, Then tapped on his countertop and said, "Come and speak, I can't hear it very clearly" As soon as Cheng Ya heard this, she had to bite her lower lip in front of everyone, clasped her trembling hands, walked up the stairs step by step, and came to Han Wenhao's side, Han Wenhao didn't look at her again, just twisted the position of the leather chair, let herself face the big screen, and then slowly spoke, "It's okay to say it directly, I said it, no one will hold you accountable, I just want to know the reason, you don't have to be afraid" Cheng Ya listened, and her mood really relaxed a little, But he still raised his head a little nervously, looked at the promotional poster on the big screen and said: "I was looking at the promotional picture, in fact, I didn't have too many ideas, but I suddenly remembered, whenever the night comes, the orange light at home" Han Wenhao listened silently, "I always feel that although gold is noble, it gives people a deep sense of distance, because home is always the warmest place in our hearts, and often reflects that warmth, always related to lighting, maybe many people will feel the same way when a person gets off work, When I dragged my tired body home, I would like to have a warm light waiting for me at home, so I gave a little opinion because of my feelings at that time, saying that on the promotional map, the orange-colored lights are used as the set, will it be more resonant, but everything is my fault, and it has nothing to do with anyone, president, if you want to blame, blame me" Cheng Ya looked at Han Wenhao nervously and said.Everyone also looked at Han Wenhao nervously, as if a long, long time had passed, Han Wenhao's condensed face was silent for a long time, and finally, a little smile appeared in his eyes