"Doesn't Assistant Ye usually make coffee for you? Why didn't he make it today? Did you two have a fight?"
Opening the computer and looking up at him, "Are you kidding?"
"Not a fight? Then what's the matter?"
"Got a cold, didn't come in."
Upon hearing this, Mo Han nodded understandingly, turned around and left the office. Ten minutes later, he returned with a cup of coffee in hand.
Taking the coffee from him and taking a sip, "The taste is average, could use some improvement."
Mo Han: "..."
You're just used to Ye Xinluo's coffee!
Skipping the topic, he sat across from him, "Rui, are you going to that evening party tonight?"
In the office, the sound of keyboard tapping echoed from time to time as Beichen Rui's slender fingers danced across the keyboard.
"Yes."
Mo Han took a bite of his apple and swallowed the flesh. "I heard Jiang Zhengguo will be there tonight. Didn't you say a few days ago you weren't going? Why the sudden change of heart?"
