บท 898: Graphene Trade Centre

"What happened later?" Jiang Chen kept asking.

"Later... she broke free from my hand and fled without saying anything." Ayesha was slightly upset when she spoke about this.

Of course, this frustration did not last long, and soon she was immersed in the happiness of Jiang Chen's "special way to get up."

At last, before lunch, Jiang Chen spared Ayesha who was "begging for mercy" and watched the little girl limp into the kitchen.

After lunch, Jiang Chen helped Ayesha clean up the dishes and then went to the garage. Sitting on his converted Lamborghini, he raced toward Future Building.

Compared to Xia Shiyu, who was meticulous, the employees of Future Group were no longer surprised by the President's casual work time. After all, only the CEOs of the subsidiaries had direct report relationships. Ordinary employees rarely had the opportunity to contact him on the job. Therefore, there was no need to lead by example.