Seeing the list of people Zhao Min had sent over, Chen Mo was somewhat surprised. The list was packed with dozens of well-known bigwigs from both home and abroad, along with quite a few CEOs of major companies.
He did not handle the company's affairs and had met few bigwigs himself, but Zhao Min managed the company for him, attended plenty of economic forums and international conferences, so it was only natural that she knew so many influential people.
Zhao Min had already marked which people needed to be personally called and invited, and which could simply be sent an invitation.
Wanting to confirm it once more, Chen Mo called Zhao Min.
"Big boss, calling me this late... are you asking me out?" As soon as the video call connected, Zhao Min's languid voice came through. The holographic image that appeared showed her in pajamas, wearing a face mask.
"You use face masks too?" Chen Mo laughed when he saw Zhao Min looking so domestic.
"What are you laughing at? This sister is old and faded now. If I don't take care of myself, no one will even want me as a mistress." Zhao Min spoke meaningfully.
"Uh..." The smile froze on Chen Mo's face, and his cheek twitched. "You look like a twenty-three- or twenty-four-year-old girl. You're obviously very young."
Chen Mo's words made Zhao Min giggle, putting her in an excellent mood. "Little brother, we haven't seen each other for two days, but your mouth has gotten sweeter. Tell me, what do you need from your sister?"
"The guest list for the banquet is just the one in the email, right?" Chen Mo asked.
"Yes. Think it's too few? There are quite a lot of people on it. When the time comes, some of those executives will bring