The person who entered was a young man in his mid-twenties.
This young man, sporting the currently popular 70/30 hairstyle, was not tall, but looked very spirited.
Especially his eyes, which seemed as if they could shine, left a deep impression with a single glance.
In his hand, he held a piece of promotional material.
It seemed that it was because of this material that he had found his way to Chen Hai's place.
"That's right, this is Future Information Consulting Co., Ltd. May I ask, is there anything I can help you with?"
Xiang Dong, who had just been reprimanded by Chen Hai, hurriedly approached, greeting the young man.
"Brother, meeting is fate. The company has just started, and it's still a bit modest. If you have any matters, let's talk in the reception room inside!"
"Xiang Dong, pour the tea!"
As the saying goes, a guest at your doorstep deserves your hospitality, even though this young man didn't seem like a big spender.