In the place where Linda couldn't see, Ling Tingfeng rolled his eyes, thinking whether to blame the master for being inconsiderate or the servant for not knowing how to read people's expressions.
Is this a gift for her?
Lin Yan leaned on the pearwood desk, flipping through documents with one hand, occasionally picking up a pen to make notes, looking serious and focused.
She had to personally review every contract of the company now, not allowing any mistakes.
She had to be worthy of the investors' money, making sure that by the end of the year, the return rate would not be a mess, otherwise, the second round of investment would not come through.
The phone rang on her right side for a long time before Lin Yan looked up, not wanting to delay her work, and saw Lu Chenyuan had put it on speakerphone.
"Mrs. Lu, do you have time? Let's have dinner together."
