The next day, Zhang Menglong hurried to Baodao Province, and in his Silicon Moonlight factory, most of the employees had already taken their holidays, but there was still a small number of people and leaders who volunteered to stay and continue working.
"Xu Huan, it seems your prestige in the company isn't bad!" Zhang Menglong said with a smile; ever since they had walked through the door, the staff, after calling out 'Director Zhang', would always call out 'Assistant Xu'.
"That's all thanks to Director Zhang's high regard," Xu Huan replied, "If it weren't for Director Zhang prizing me, I wouldn't have such a grand stage."
"That's also because you have the capability," Zhang Menglong arrived at his own office, which was almost never visited by anyone, but was cleaned every single day and kept spotless.
"What exactly is the situation with this tax matter? Tell me about it."
