The next day, Fu Yisheng went to work and took Lu Qingqing with him.
Normally, he was used to commuting alone in the past few days.
"After work, let's pick out some favors together and then order a batch of gift boxes."
Having heard his reasons, Song Xiufeng and Ning Anping couldn't refuse.
Although the preparation of favors wasn't complicated and the gifts were not very expensive, if they didn't prepare the favors properly, it would probably become a laughingstock after the wedding. Both the guests at the banquet and people outside would say they were stingy!
Lu Qingqing had been bored at home for a while, studying couldn't even alleviate it, so she happily went out with Fu Yisheng.
When they passed by the gate of Sansheng Group, Lu Qingqing saw one of Fu Yisheng's bodyguards suddenly get out of the car to throw away some trash, a package wrapped tightly in a black bag, but she didn't pay it much attention.
