The two also thought of this.
Song Qingqing said cautiously, "Then I won't go. I haven't planned on finding someone yet. Besides, my mom told me not to stay here."
"I'll go take a look and report back to you. Director Jiang, you're not going, right?"
"Hmm, I'm not going. I need to work overtime on the weekend, and I plan to take a long vacation before the end of the year."
"I think the same. I want to go home for the New Year, but I don't know if Mr. Qian will agree?" Song Qingqing was a bit worried.
"I'm not going back. I've already told my mom that I want to stay here for the New Year. I heard the factory is really lively during New Year."
The three are newcomers; none have experienced New Year at the factory.
After finishing their drinks, the two girls voluntarily washed their cups, which Jiang Xinyu was quite satisfied with.
The afternoon work increased considerably - phone calls, signatures. After work, Jiang Xinyu didn't linger and went straight home to rest.
