"Dong Dong," The clear and melodious knock on the table attracted the attention of the man who was working at a computer attentively.
"Leave, now. It's already the holidays. Why are you still here?" Dressed in the business suit, Jiang Changxi leaned forward.
It was she who knocked on the table just now. She was now standing at the door of an office. On the door plate, there were three big characters, "General Manager".
"No need. For the discussion to be held at Chinese new year, let's go together," the man raised his head and said with his brows tight knitted.
The talking man was dressed in a well-ironed business suit with even the topmost button of his shirt buttoned up. And his hair was parted sideways, which revealed his forehead and made him appear rigorous.
The nameplate on the table read "Yu Chu", two vigorous and forceful big characters. Presumably, it must be the name of the general manager.
