"Alright." Xia Junsheng took note of Su Yayan's request and heaved a sigh of relief. "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
"Wait."
Xia Junsheng looked puzzled. "Is there anything else?"
"Is the first draft of the script for 'Phantom Banquet' out yet?"
"Not yet. As it's an original script, even though it's related to the game, it can't completely copy the game's background story. The scriptwriter is still negotiating with the game designer. The first draft might take at least a month to complete."
"There's no hurry. Let me have a look at their first drafts first."
Although Xia Junsheng didn't understand why Su Yayan was interested in the script, he still complied. "Okay."
After a brief discussion with Xia Junsheng about the company's internal affairs, Su Yayan couldn't help but think of Huo Chenhuan.
What was he doing now? Was he home, or had he gone out? Where would he run off to?
