In the evening…
On the 16th floor of Shenhua View, at the HR department of Tengda Corporation…
It was time to knock off. The writer from Zhongdian Chinese Network who had come to be educated on the Tengda spirit stood up reluctantly and said goodbye to Wu Bin.
"Thank you very much!
"I've learned a lot from today's lesson about the Tengda spirit.
"I think you speak exceptionally well. When I get back, I'll try writing slower and adjusting the pace of my story! After that, I'll try writing a few new plotlines to break out of my boundaries!"
Wu Bin smiled subtly. "Don't mention it. It's every Tengda employee's responsibility to pass down the Tengda spirit."
At that moment, the setting sun shone through the window and illuminated his body, seeming to give him a multi-colored, Buddha-like glow.
After sending that writer off, Wu Bin began to pack up his things and get ready to leave the office.
