Song Changkong and Chen Changqing sent a "complaint letter" about Bai Xiaosheng to the group, and they chatted for a while longer.
About half an hour later, Chen Changqing got up to take his leave.
"Let's go together, I'm leaving early today, too, to go back and rest!" Song Changkong casually gathered the things on his desk.
Chen Changqing waited by his side.
Just as the two were about to leave, the desk phone on Song Changkong's desk suddenly rang.
Song Changkong glanced at it indifferently and, seeing the incoming call display number, his expression changed.
"Mr. Chen, don't rush to leave!" Song Changkong lowered his voice and issued a quick call, pointing at the telephone, his face showing some disbelief, "It's from the group!"
Chen Changqing was stunned, his face showing some surprise as well.
After all, their "complaint letter" had only been submitted half an hour ago.
Could it be a response from the group already?
That was too fast!
