After another night of pleasure, Sun Anming got out of bed the next day, holding his back.
The medicine he took yesterday was a bit too strong, and if it weren't for some urgent business he had to attend to, he really wouldn't want to get up.
Sun Fugui was about to celebrate his 60th birthday, and today Anming had to make sure the birthday banquet preparations were perfect. Upon arriving at the office, his underlings were already waiting for him.
"Are all the preparations for my old man's birthday ready?" Anming asked.
"Boss, you can rest assured when I handle things. Don't work too hard. You don't look well today," said a follower, flattering him.
Anming nodded but still felt a bit faint.
"This birthday banquet is very important. We've got distinguished guests coming, so we must be meticulous in our preparations and can't afford any mistakes, especially..."