The night was deep, Ou Group.
"Xiaoyin, reserve a table at Canglan tonight and arrange a meeting with Director Zhang," Ou Mingxuan said without lifting his head, buried in a pile of blueprints.
"Yes."
The secretary was about to leave but was stopped, "Wait, go get all the materials from Jiang Chu Building Materials for me!"
"What are you waiting for? Go now!" Ou Mingxuan urged, seeing the secretary still standing there.
"President, you have been working overtime for a week straight, is this okay?" the secretary asked worriedly.
"Just do as I said."
The secretary plucked up the courage to continue, "Work is important, but your body won't be able to take it, and the things you mentioned aren't urgent and don't need to be completed so urgently."
Ou Mingxuan put down his pen, lifted his head, and intertwined his fingers under his chin, "Don't think too highly of me. I just want to finish the work for the coming period and then take a long vacation."
