"The people introduced by Mr. Song, we will definitely meet them." Zhou Yuanzhi replied.
Song Xiaodong walked out of the restaurant's private room to make a phone call to Xiao Yingying.
"Brother Xiaodong, I'm about to enter the final round, and you call me - I got a headshot because my hand shook!" Xiao Yingying was clearly playing a game.
"Stop playing, you. If the upper beam is crooked, the lower one will follow. You're sitting in the boss's office playing games every day, aren't you managing your people below?" Song Xiaodong scolded Xiao Yingying.
"Brother Xiaodong, we're a celebrity company, not a software development company that requires eight-hour work shifts, it's not that strict." Xiao Yingying made excuses for herself.
"Lazy bum, come find me, bring the most good-looking female celebrity from your company." Song Xiaodong said to Xiao Yingying.
