"How do you plan to upgrade?" Chen Yiyang asked with interest, "Are you going to wear a maid outfit to feed me? It's not impossible, I can call them right now to send one over in time."
"It's not as low-class as that. How about I sit on your lap and feed you?"
"No way." Chen Yiyang immediately saw through the little accountant's scheme.
"Did you change to a particularly heavy prosthetic today, expecting to sit on my lap and crush me to death?"
"Hmph." The little accountant grunted defiantly.
"Hehe, I've seen right through you."
"Seen through yourself, hurry up and eat. Finish and go to work to earn money. If the boss doesn't work hard, when can we, the employees, change cars?"
After breakfast, they arrived at the company by car.
The assistant had already organized the relevant information on Gao Xuming and sent it to Chen Yiyang's computer.
Chen Yiyang opened the document and began to browse.
