The next day, after Ye Xiong dropped Yang Xinyi off at her company, he drove back to the hotel.
As soon as he returned, Wang Tong ran over. "Brother Xiong, are you free tonight? My mom wants to invite you to dinner."
"With your mother being so enthusiastic, I'll definitely go," Ye Xiong said with a laugh.
"We'll go together after work. I have to get back to it," Wang Tong said before hurrying off.
It was Saturday, and business was especially good that morning. The hotel was filled with guests, and the waitstaff seemed incredibly busy.
The company must be starting to turn a profit. Sister Hua made a bet with me that if the hotel becomes profitable within three months, she owes me a kiss. This is a serious matter that can't be overlooked.
Ye Xiong made his rounds and then dashed to the finance department. Since Du Yuehua had given her approval beforehand, he could check the financial statements at any time.