"President, Miss Song is here."

Tang Ming opened the door for Song Yu, said something and left the office.

Song Yu walked to the chair in front of the desk, then sat down and put the bag on his shoulder aside.

"What do you want from me? Can't you send me a message directly?" Song Yu asked with a frown.

Tan Huairong finished signing the document in his hand and looked at her intently.

"We made an agreement in advance. I want to help you show your love in front of ...