Such nerve!
Could it be... given by Mr. Feng himself?
A high-end suit worth tens of thousands used by a young girl to cover her feet, isn't the air conditioning on?
Su Li hugged the coat on her legs and said happily, "Mr. Qi, let's eat, let's eat."
The restaurant staff was slightly shaken, put down the beautifully packaged meal box, and retreated.
The aroma wafted from the meal box, Su Li's stomach growled, and she couldn't help but swallow.
No wonder so many people want to work at Ao Shi Group, just eating these gourmet meals every day, she'd love that too.
Just as Feng Huaijin approached, there was a sudden knock on the door. The secretary walked in and said, "Mr. Feng, a young boy just dragged Vice Manager Li Hang in."
Su Li and Feng Huaijin were both surprised.
Su Li looked outside the CEO's office, a boy in a bright red racing suit was holding a burly man's collar with one hand, waving at her with a smile.
This was Hu Zi from the Whirlwind Racing Team.
