After leaving the ward, Wen Ruoqing thought for a while, took out her mobile phone, dialed Bai Yirui's number, and then dialed out.
The phone rang halfway, and Bai Yirui picked it up. His voice followed immediately, "Ruoqing."
His voice was very soft and soft. Because of his excitement, it seemed to slightly tremble.
"Grandpa asked me to talk to you about the company's affairs. Isn't the company's affairs supposed to be in the company?" Wen Ruoqing also had a business-regulating tone at the moment. After all, what she was talking about now was business, not private affairs.