By the time Xiang Xiao had finished dealing with the representatives from the distributor companies, he looked up to see Qin Han standing at the door. Turning towards Qin Han, he spoke wearily, "Brother Qin, you're here! President Song is still busy in the office. Why don't you go up to find her?"
"What was going on just now? You look exhausted. Have you been worn out these past few days?" Qin Han asked with a smile.
Xiang Xiao moved his neck around, lazily saying, "You bet. By the way, Brother Qin, what has No. 3 been up to these days? He hasn't come to check on me, I'm nearly dead from exhaustion."
"I've assigned No. 3 some tasks these past few days. Hmm, he should be done with them by tomorrow..." Qin Han thought for a moment, deciding to cover for his good brother.
Xiang Xiao was probably really tired, and didn't ponder Qin Han's words too much. "That explains it. You go up yourself, I still have things to do. The elevator to the fifth floor, turn left, the last office."
