Song Yi couldn't be bothered to deal with him.
Fu Jingsheng stared at her, thinking Song Yi was in a bad mood because of Tang Si's story earlier.
He slightly licked his lips, brushed his clothes, and suddenly stood up, with a faint smile always lingering at the corner of his lips.
Under the light in the private room, it appeared somewhat cold, not reaching his eyes.
But when he looked at Song Yi, the smile carried warmth: "Don't stay silent, I'm about to leave."
Song Yi raised her eyes to look at Fu Jingsheng: "Aren't you staying in the country for good now?"
"I am staying, but I have something to do now. The city hospital invited me to hold a seminar so everyone can get to know me. I'll be working at the city hospital in the future," Fu Jingsheng spoke with a light tone.
Song Yi instinctively replied, "You can tolerate that kind of salary?"
