She just wants to do her job quietly, why does she bother?
"At 2:30 in the afternoon, there was a meeting with the president of HSBC, and there was a banquet at 8 in the evening—"
Phillip Zong copied his pocket with one hand, walking calmly while listening to Bai Zhuwei's itinerary report behind him.
"Let Milton Guan go to the dinner for me." He spoke slowly.
"This banquet is the night of Dingfeng's century. Don't be afraid that it is inappropriate." Dingfeng was founded in the last century and started in the jewellery industry.
It has a history of one hundred years now-
"Zong, Secretary Bai." Wu Meixia seemed to have found a witness
Secretary Bai
Pulling Ana Lin over, "Secretary Bai, did she ask you for leave?"
Bai Zhu looked up at Phillip Zong slightly, and shook his head, "No, what's wrong?"
