"President Lin, you have a meeting at nine in the morning, and at ten, President Jiang will come to report on work..."
This morning, as soon as Lin Fan returned to the company, his secretary Zhao Jiayi rushed over to hand Lin Fan his schedule for the day.
As the boss of Mortal Group, Lin Fan's day had been meticulously arranged by his secretary Zhao Jiayi, busy yet fulfilling, enough to occupy him from morning till night.
Lin Fan sighed, all he wanted was to be a boring wealthy man...
Ring ring ring...
Suddenly, Lin Fan's phone rang. Upon seeing the caller, Lin Fan said to Zhao Jiayi, "Hmm, put the schedule down. I'll look at it later; let me take this call first."
Zhao Jiayi then put down the schedule and left.
Lin Fan immediately answered the call, "Old Wang? Why are you calling me this early?"
The caller was Wang Xiangqian.
If Wang Xiangqian called him, it certainly wasn't good news; Lin Fan guessed it might be something about Ning Xiaoyue again.
