To tell the truth, once the leaders... oh, fleeced the money and snapped some photos, they were pretty content and took off.
Moreover, Feng Xiaoyue even took Yang Bingbing and those beauties from the company's PR department to the parking lot with smiles on their faces to send them off.
Originally, Feng Xiaoyue wanted to keep everyone for lunch, but one by one the leaders said they had engagements at noon and couldn't get away.
So, the whole group got into their own official vehicles, greased their heels, and slipped away.
Liu Zhizhong, holding a stack of thick donation forms in his hand, saw his smiling face from bidding them farewell disappear, replaced with a crestfallen one. It felt like bandits had entered his home, looted everything, and then strutted out, leaving nothing but feathers strewn about...
Upon seeing this, Feng Xiaoyue actually chuckled, tugged on his hand, and said, "Hey, Zhizhong, let's go, come to my office and sit for a while."
