Just as Tang Luo was preparing to take a walk outside, his phone on the desk rang.
He picked it up to see that it was the number from yesterday.
"Hello."
"Mr. Tang, I have already arrived at Fanruo Company."
"Are you at the entrance?"
"Yes, at the entrance."
"Wait for me, I'm coming down right now."
"Alright, Mr. Tang."
After Tang Luo hung up the phone, he opened the cabinet and took out a black bag.
Inside the black bag was Wang Xizhi's Safety Script, a truly priceless treasure!
He carried the black bag, left the office, and headed toward the company entrance.
Meanwhile, some job candidates had also gradually arrived, though there were much fewer than yesterday.
After yesterday, the majority of them had recognized Tang Luo and knew that he was the vice president of Fanruo Company.
Even more people thought he looked very familiar, wracking their brains to remember where they had seen him before.
