"Sis, your invitation!"
In the afternoon, Xia Yun walked into the director's office holding a gold-embossed invitation.
This was also the first time Xia Yanxin had returned to the company in more than half a year. Long Linger was too young, and she couldn't leave her behind. But now, with her husband taking care of things, she could squeeze in some time to visit the company.
Xia Yanxin took the invitation and looked at it carefully, "Inviting me to Longteng International?"
"Yes, it's from the president of Longteng International! I wonder what trick they're up to now!"
"Long Zexuan?"
"Yes!"
Xia Yanxin was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Get ready, we're heading to Longteng International now!"
"Okay, do we need to prepare anything?"
"Hmm, prepare our company's annual sales report and some analysis on the stock market data. We'll meet in the underground garage in half an hour."
"Okay!"
