Han Zhuoli''s idea is that there are so many sons in the Han family.


    Han Zhuoling, he, and Han Zhuofeng.


    Even if it''s true, he doesn''t need a lot of pressure.


    Isn''t there another two?


    And according to the tradition that the Han family always has sons, there is really no need to worry.


    I really have to worry. Maybe I''m worried that this generation will not have a daughter.


    If their three brothers give birth to a daughter, it''s definitely the treasure of the Han family.


    Don''t be spoiled!


    So it''s not important to have a son or something.


    Having a daughter is the winner.


    If Han Zhuoli really wants to say that, in fact, he still wants to have a daughter.


    "It''s almost time to go to the company, isn''t it?" Lu man reminds him.


    Lu man is to remind him not to forget his work.


    But what Han Zhuoli thinks is that it''s time to go to the company and accept everyone''s congratulations.


    So he quickly took Lu man back to the co pilot.


    Who knows, but did not start immediately.


    In the eyes of Lu man''s doubts, Han Zhuoli dials the number of the manager of Korean propaganda department.


    "President." Manager Zhang of the publicity department didn''t expect that Han Zhuoli would call him, so he picked it up.


    The hand holding the mobile phone is still a little shivering.


    Usually, if something happens, it''s always Zheng Tianming.


    Rarely has Han Zhuoli personally contacted.


    In particular, their propaganda department has never met Han Zhuoli in person.


    "Have you read Weibo yet?" Han Zhuoli asked.


    "Ah?" Manager Zhang was stunned for a moment. He was busy with his work. He didn''t care to brush his microblog.


    If he has seen it, and Han Zhuoli says he still surf the Internet during working hours, what can he do?


    Besides, he''s not in the PR department.


    Even if there is any public opinion on the Internet, it should not come to them, right?


    After thinking about this for a while, manager Zhang said, "back to the president, I''ve been working, and I haven''t had time to surf the Internet."


    "That''s ridiculous!" Han Zhuoli is so angry!


    He finally wait until now, happily announced the good news of Lu man''s pregnancy.


    How can this manager not surf the Internet!


    "You go to see my microblog and Lu man''s, and ask the person in charge of the company''s account to forward it." Han Zhuoli ordered with a black face.


    This is the manager of the publicity department. No way!


    How can we have no sense of news.


    How to publicize the new works produced by Hanbang?


    Manager Zhang made a muddle.


    Originally, I wanted to show that I worked hard, but who knew it was not enough?


    "Yes, yes." Manager Zhang is very busy.


    After I hung up, I went to see it.


    As a result, no wonder Han Zhuoli is not happy.


    Manager Zhang did not dare to delay. He quickly asked the staff in charge of the official account of Hanbang to forward it, and he must send his affectionate blessing!


    Han Zhuoli learned that manager Zhang didn''t even see the microblog he just sent for work, so he was very unhappy to contact Zheng Tianming.


    "Did you read Weibo?" Han Zhuoli asked.


    Zheng Tianming is worthy of being Han Zhuoli''s right-hand assistant. Congratulations, president! Please also give my congratulations to Luman. Lu man has been following the company recently. Unexpectedly, it''s because of pregnancy. Do you have anything to eat now? I''ll send someone to buy it now. "


    Han Zhuoli is very comfortable.


    No wonder he has been using Zheng Tianming for so many years.


    Look, this is the basic quality of an assistant.