The next day, the sun seemed to rise especially early, warming the earth with its rays. Li Xiaoqiang opened the French windows, and a beam of sunlight hit his cheek, the piercing brightness somewhat dazzling.
Any lingering drowsiness in Li Xiaoqiang had already dissipated at this moment.
After washing up, Li Xiaoqiang suited up. After all, he was off to SH, and he couldn't possibly dress in his usual casual manner. It would make a poor impression on Zhao Xiaoyan's parents, considering Li Xiaoqiang was a good son-in-law candidate.
Li Xiaoqiang fantasized about this.
Having eaten breakfast, he had just walked out of the elevator when Long San came in from the Romantic Fate Hotel.
Seeing Li Xiaoqiang, Long San hurriedly greeted him with a smile, "Chairman, you're awake. I thought you'd forget the time in your sleep. We have to board the plane in a little over an hour."
