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He Tiantian slept soundly, and Huo Yingjie handed the child over to Grandma Wang before returning to his study to write an article, which he then presented to his father.
The time was ripe to push his father further.
Today was a rest day, and Huo Zhekun was drinking tea and reading.
"Why have you come here?" asked Huo Zhekun. If there was nothing important, his son would rather spend time with his child than accompany him for tea.
Huo Yingjie smiled, placed several sheets of manuscript on the stone table, and said, "I've written this for you to review. It might help with your work, with your career path."
After speaking, Huo Yingjie sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and leisurely sipped it.
Huo Zhekun, without much concern, picked up the papers and skimmed through them. Then he sat up straight, engrossed as if he had found a treasure, and read carefully.
He didn't want to miss even a punctuation mark.
