"I'll leave the rest to you, I'm heading out." After Jiang Baizhou hung up the phone with Cen Jin, he set aside his work and descended from the second floor, glancing at Lu Xize who was comparing design plans, and casually tossing out this sentence as he walked past him.
Lu Xize, quick on the uptake, grabbed him: "Hey, why are you leaving? You were the one who said to make adjustments, and you haven't finished yet—are you just going to leave with a clear conscience?"
"Something came up, the plans are finalized, you can choose to continue with them tomorrow." Jiang Baizhou glanced back at him, withdrawing his arm from Lu Xize's grasp, and slipped his hands into his pants pockets.
"Something came up? What kind of thing?" Lu Xize squinted, casting a doubtful sideways glance at him, crossing his arms and snorting lightly: "Hmph, what do you have going on other than the clinic stuff? Just this noon, I don't know who refused to eat just to confirm those renovation materials..."
