After a short while, footsteps were heard outside, and a lame man with a crutch walked in. His hair and clothes were covered in white dust, and a young man followed behind him.
The lame man took off his dust mask, revealing a thin face with sallow skin and graying temples. When he saw Manager Sun, his face was covered in frost, acting aloof and indifferent.
Manager Sun gave an awkward smile: "President Lv, long time no see."
President Lv sat down at the office desk, glanced at Xu Xiangbei and Manager Sun, and said disdainfully, "Lao Sun, what are you doing here? The Thunderbird Group went bankrupt. Are you coming to me looking for a job?"
Manager Sun forced a laugh: "No, I've come to bring you money."
Manager Sun handed the transfer check he got from Sister Qian to President Lv. The brand-new check exuded a faint scent of ink.
President Lv looked surprised, but more amused: "Lao Sun, the sun must be rising in the west. How could you suddenly think to repay my debt?"
