"You go ahead. I'll catch up."
"The meeting is about to start. What else do you need to do?"
Xue Yang felt a bit guilty. "I was in a hurry and forgot to bring my notebook."
"I only have one. Should I tear out a couple of pages for you?" Yu Kexin offered, pointing to her notebook.
She made a move to open it.
"No need. I'll just borrow one from next door. You go ahead. It wouldn't look good if both the president and vice president were late."
With just two torn pages, I might as well pretend I didn't know and skip the meeting altogether.
"Oh."
So *now* he realized it wouldn't look good? Yu Kexin grumbled to herself, then picked up her notebook and headed for the meeting room.
Xue Yang, meanwhile, walked toward the nearby publicity office. He hoped to bump into someone he knew and borrow a notebook.
Just as he reached the entrance of the publicity office, he ran into an old acquaintance.
