"Bin, come out and get the stuff." Just as he hung up the phone, still pondering what to say to Director Kong tomorrow, Xu Ye's voice called from outside the door.
"It's in the trunk. You can get it yourself. I'm totally wiped out from the last few days." Tossing the car keys to Shen Yibin, Xu Ye walked straight into the shop and collapsed onto the sofa.
"It's not like you're punching a clock. You can just sleep in tomorrow and you'll be fine." Shen Yibin handed the lighter bags of fruit to Sun Qian and picked up the lamb himself. "By the way, did any reporters come looking for you today?"
"It wasn't just reporters looking for me these past few days. Several big brands and major projects want my ad agency to handle their promotions. I've really hit the jackpot this time." Xu Ye's face was beaming. "Once I land these contracts, I'll call Qiao Wenqi and the others, and I'll take you all up to the mountains to party for a few days."
