"Have a meal together?" Boyd's invitation was met with gasps from everyone present, but he ignored them, his eyes only on Hannah Snow. Hannah Snow smiled and discreetly surveyed the female occupants of the secretary's office. Since Boyd joined the company, it had automatically divided into two factions: the absolute supporters of Charles Smith, who loved his debonair and mischievous image, and the newly minted Boyd's fans, who adored his image as a good new man. "I'm afraid that some people may shoot me with their eyes." Boyd raised an eyebrow, took out his phone, and dialed a few numbers. "Fifteen take-out orders." Hannah Snow was stunned. What was this man up to? "What are you doing?" "You're afraid of drawing animosity because of your uniqueness, right? So, I'll treat everyone equally! Secretary Hannah, you don't mind, do you?" Boyd gently smiled at her. "No, not at all! Director Boyd, you're so considerate!" Before Hannah Snow could speak, Stephani expressed joy on beha
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