The man with glasses was named Mo Qinlin, and he was Manager of the Procurement Department at Zhang's Pharmaceuticals.
After gesturing for him to sit down and passing him a cup of tea, Zhang Chengshan slowly asked, "Master Mo, you've been with the company for over ten years, haven't you?"
After taking a sip of tea, Mo Qinlin sighed and said, "Yes, Eldest Young Master, it has been sixteen years and five months. When I joined the company, I was just a young lad fresh out of college, and our company was but a small workshop. Now the company has grown, and I have aged."
Hearing this, Zhang Chengshan quietly took out a bank card and placed it in front of Mo Qinlin.
"Eldest Young Master, this is...?"
Zhang Chengshan smiled and said, "Master Mo, you're not that much younger than me and are considered an old-timer in the company. This card has two million in it, as a reward for your years of service, but you must promise me one thing."
"Say it."
