The next morning, Zhao Tiezhu came to Wang Xiaolan's company.

The front desk is the same one. The only difference is that she no longer shuts Zhao Tiezhu out. No one can say how enthusiastic the attitude is, but it's not bad either.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Wang has been waiting for you in it." The front desk showed a professional smile.

"Thank you!"

Zhao Tiezhu walked directly into Wang Xiaolan's office and found that Wang Xiaolan was not very good-looking. He had dark circles under his eyes and looked like he hadn't slept well for a long time.

"Hum!"

Wang Xiaolan said gloomily, "Zhao Tiezhu, what do you want to...