Rong Qi accepted the red packets and thought for a moment before typing.
Sleepy007: [Thank you for the red packet, Yunheng. I've received quite a few red packets today, and it's almost too much to spend.]
SteadfastCheng: [In that case, I won't send you any more red packets. Rong Rong, tell me if anyone bullies you, and I'll send a lawyer's letter on behalf of you in the future.]
Sleepy007: [...]
It was already the end of the workday, but they were all busy individuals, still working. Only Jian Yunzhou and Rong Qi had some free time.
So, after chatting for a while, Rong Qi voluntarily ended the conversation, turned on another computer, and began filling in the background color of the previously prepared but unfinished artwork.
Just then, there was a knock on the study door and Zhuang Ling entered. He asked, "Madam, Mr. Rong is here. Would you like to see him?"
Rong Qi was a bit puzzled. She asked, "Did he mention anything specific?"
