Hou Yichuan couldn't help but feel a mixture of amusement and exasperation at Chu Tian's words.
His boss... well, if you said he loved money, you'd be mistaken. He didn't bother with company affairs one bit, always resting if he could, never asking an extra question. But if you said he *didn't* love money, that excited expression on his face right now didn't seem fake either. It was just like how he looked during the company's year-end bonus distribution—his mouth wouldn't close.
