C47 A Gift to a Company

Just as Qin Yuan and Old Master Wei were chatting happily, his phone suddenly rang.

"Sorry, Elder Wei, let me take this call."

Just as Qin Yuan pressed the answer button, a woman's grumpish voice came from the other side.

"Qin Yuan, you wimp, where did you die? You actually didn't return for a night."

"Why don't you take a look at the time? It's almost dawn