Mo Ziye's business trip schedule remained unchanged.
He simply didn't insist on Qin Qingqing accompanying him anymore.
When the two of them reached the foot of the mountain, Zhang Minghui had already been waiting for a few minutes.
"Let's go home for breakfast first, then take me to the airport, and you two can head back to the company, Brother Little Hui. Qingqing starts working today."
At Mo Ziye's words, Zhang Minghui looked at Qin Qingqing in surprise.
On the day he picked her up from abroad, she said she didn't like being constrained.
How had she agreed to return to Haochen to work?
Seeing Zhang Minghui's gaze, Qin Qingqing smiled gently and said, "Brother Little Hui, I'm not familiar with the company, so I'll need to trouble you."
"Qingqing, don't mention trouble between us, you're not an outsider. Welcome to Haochen." Zhang Minghui replied cheerfully.
After speaking, he opened the car door for them to get in.
