I Want to Ask You What You Mean

During the first of October, no matter the scale, formal corporations would take a break. Those who worked overtime would receive three to five times the salary according to the rules, and Wang Yunzhong's renovation company was no exception.

Wang Yunzhong, who had initially rested at home for two days, was planning to go to the company to take a look today. Although there were no important projects recently, some employees still worked overtime to maintain the company's normal operations for the next few days.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he drove out of the garage, he saw a taxi parked by the road outside the villa. The door opened and Xu Qianqian got out of the backseat.

Xu Qianqian saw Wang Yunzhong's Mercedes-Benz car at a glance and immediately walked forward. She stood in the middle of the entrance and stopped Wang Yunzhong.

Wang Yunzhong couldn't help but sigh softly in the car, impatience written all over his face.