After Chen hansheng and Zheng guanyi finished their call, he could not help but look out of the window in a daze. He was thinking about how to deal with Hong shiyong's " MP4 plan " and the person in charge of the electronic LCD screen production company.
The end of the semester was approaching, and there were many students in the library of Eastern University. In addition, the air conditioner was on, so most of them had taken off their down jackets.
Chen hansheng was only wearing a thin knitted sweater and did not feel cold at all.
It was snowing outside, and the low bushes had long been covered with a layer of white quilts. The snow was still falling, and the " quilt " was still getting thicker. Chen hansheng could even hear the soft and rhythmic rustling sound.
This was the sound of Xiao rongyu'S Pen touching the paper when she was writing, but it also sounded like the sound of snow falling.
