Jiang Beiyu knocked on the door symbolically.
"Come in."
The person with long legs stepped in, realizing that his poor assistant hadn't had a chance to take a vacation before being dragged back to work.
Jiang Beiyu: Tsk.
"Chairman Jiang, I heard you were looking for me?"
Jiang Jinshen: "Where did you go?"
"Sorry, personal matters, Chairman Jiang." He deliberately emphasized the last two words.
Chairman Jiang: "?"
"Then you have time to call your mom back, personal matters I can't handle, but your mom surely can?"
Jiang Beiyu: "..."
"Oh."
Jiang Beiyu, as the princeling who was sent overseas by his own father as soon as he joined the company, had no presence there, but this year seemed different, with the overseas branch company setting new profit records.
The Jiang company earned quite a bit, and Jiang Beiyu himself earned quite a lot too; his dad perhaps, in the middle of the night, during moments of rare paternal affection, would transfer some large sums to him.
