Yang Pengwei and Meng Ting were still waiting for Tao Shengnan to say something.
But...
Seeing her with an expression as blank as that of a wooden chicken, they couldn't help but be astonished.
"This... President, say something? What exactly is going on?"
"And you, Beast, what exactly did you write in there? What's with those expressions on your faces?"
Curiosity filled Yang Pengwei's face, while Meng Ting also widened her eyes behind her black-rimmed glasses and began to speculate.
Tao Shengnan coughed lightly and cleared her throat before speaking:
"Well, this thing with notes, how should I put it? They should really be considered in the context of the individual."
"Everyone has their own way and content of taking notes based on their personal needs."
"So... it's better if we stick to our own notes."
While speaking, Tao Shengnan handed the notebook straight back to Shou Weixiang, giving him a subtle glance.
Shou Weixiang quickly nodded: "Ha ha, absolutely right!"
