In the conference room on the top floor of Lorenzo Road International headquarters, Zachary and Lin Qingyu were sitting upright, without any expression on their faces. In front of them was a pile of thick documents, looking serious.
Just then, footsteps of leather shoes came from outside the conference room. The footsteps stopped at the door of the conference room and then continued to come in.
At the same time, two people entered and laughed smugly, "Haha, Mr. Ching, Miss Lim, we meet again in just a few days."
At the moment, Jiang Yijie seemed to be in high spirits. She was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. She didn't look like a descendant of traditional Chinese medicine. She was completely like a businessman.
Next to Jiang Yijie, there was a faint sneer at the corner o
