"Dingdong, dingdong..."
Fang Qing released the mouse, massaged her forehead, glanced at the densely-packed documents on her laptop, then closed the laptop and got up to open the door.
Someone was leaning against the doorframe, presumably in a pose he thought was very cool, smiling gracefully.
"Busy?"
Admittedly, Fang Qing was quite impressed by his strong mindset these days.
"Something up?"
Boss Jiang nodded, "If you're not busy, come out with me for a bit."
"Business or personal?"
He contemplated for a moment and replied precisely: "Half business, half personal."
"Wait a moment."
"Bang."
The person about to enter the room almost got hit on the nose by the closing door.
Of course.
He believed Qing Mei didn't do it on purpose and didn't notice.
Jiang Chen stood in the hallway, patiently waiting.
After a few minutes, the door opened again.
Jiang Chen looked her up and down, smiled, "Why did you tie your hair up?"
