City A, Guan Corporation.
Guan Qingyan was sitting at her desk. She was reading the documents in front of her without any mood, as if she was in a trance.
'Dong dong dong--'
Wang Jing pushed the door open and walked into the office. She wanted to ask Guan Qingyan what she had planned for the day.
Yun 'er's one-month celebration invitation had already been delivered to her. She looked at Guan Qingyan, who was still at work today, with confusion.
"President Guan, it's getting late today. Aren't you going home?"Seeing that it was getting late, Wang Jing took the initiative to ask.
Actually, she wasn't that curious. Gu Miao wanted to know but didn't dare to come, so she came here.
"Hmm?" Guan Qingyan looked at Wang Jing in confusion, not understanding what she meant.
Seeing this, Wang Jingzhi repeated the words she had just said.
