Yu Jingting pulled out a book from the drawer.
Upon seeing the cover, Suizi nearly lost control over her laughter — he was being devilish.
"This, "History of Atheism in China", take it, Deputy Director. Read it carefully and, after the Tomb Sweeping Festival, share your insights during the all-staff meeting."
Shen Liangyin's face turned green, coupled with her red lips, she resembled a female ghost who had just climbed out from the bottom of a lake. A bit of waterweed on her head would complete the picture.
"What's the meaning of this, Director Yu?!"
"Oh, don't overthink it. There have been rumors lately - you've probably heard some of them."
He was referring to the rumors that Shen Liangyin had become a fortune teller and intended to do readings for others. Yu Jingting hinted at it while giving Suizi a knowing glance.
How about that? He was refraining from spreading rumors about Shen Liangyin being possessed by a chicken spirit, wasn't he a good listener?
