C61 Take Care of the Company

It was already late at night, in the great hall of Yejianghai Hotel's third floor. After the crowd dispersed, Faang Xiaoyu's birthday banquet was finally coming to an end.

Old Secretary Zhang Weiminn slowly stood up and smiled at Lu Faan, who was not far away. Then, he slowly walked over.

"Young man, your name is Lu Faan