No one had common sense.
"Brother Ye doesn't seem to be awake yet…"
Su Zhihuan laid at the entrance of the ICU. After looking for a while, her eyes darkened.
"Tang Ye will be fine. Think about the competition first."
Du Chaoye glanced at Tang Ye in the ward and massaged his temples. "Why don't I go and give a presentation?"
After all, Pei Yunge had not participated in this report much. Du Chaoye did not plan to let a girl like Su Zhihuan bear this responsibility.
"Ah… But you don't know the entire framework."
Su Zhihuan bit her lip. "Why don't…"
"I'll go."
Suddenly, a voice sounded from the side, attracting the attention of Su Zhihuan and Du Chaoye.
"Yunge, what's in there?" Su Zhihuan looked at her USB drive.
She remembered that Pei Yunge did not copy their documents!
"I wrote it for fun last month. It happened to fit the question."
