C141 Madam President

Soong Yingyi was puzzled. She held Little Treasure's hand and walked slowly to the table. She took out the paper and saw the strong words on it.

"There's something going on in the company. I'm leaving early. There's breakfast on the table. If you have time, can you send Little Treasure to the company?"

Soong Yingyi could recognize Senior Brother Jiang Qiao's handwriting at a glance