"Xiao Mu, come to see me once you return to the Space Station."
"The money from the previous cargo transaction has been processed. I've arranged a new card for you to store this money, so come pick it up."
"Also, the matter from before has been resolved. The Chairman wants to speak with you personally. Don't worry, it's a good thing. The company is supporting you overall now."
"By the way, when you return, call Old Wu over for me. I have something to discuss with him too. He's been out playing for two days. It's about time he refocuses on work."
Chen Ming finished the voice message and lifted his head to look at Old Wu.
At this moment, Old Wu was lying on Chen Ming's exercise equipment, looking as if he was on the brink of death, browsing videos.
It seems he's been successfully crushed by the pressure of work mentioned by the director.
Chen Ming didn't bother with him, controlling the spacecraft to land inside the Space Station.
