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At 6:30 in the morning, Song Lan received a message from Qi He. The subject of the message was an invitation to attend an internal meeting, with attendees including Qi He, Gustav, and Monica.
"What's up?"
Lu Xiang glanced at Song Lan, who was staring at his phone screen and had fallen into a daze. Clearly, this Dumb Bird was still not awake, with a tuft of hair sticking up on his forehead. By his regular sleep schedule, he needed to sleep until 8 A.M. to meet his definition of a good night's sleep.
According to her observation, waking up early might be the time when Song Lan was at his weakest.
His consciousness was blurry, and even his thoughts were incoherent.
However, for Lu Xiang, this was not necessarily a bad thing, as she often took advantage of Song Lan's state of grogginess to have her way.
"Damn, do these people never sleep? I worked until after 10 last night!"
That day, Song Lan finally remembered the horror of being a public servant.
