This night, Wenyan slept extremely soundly.
Qin Yulong was a woman of action, and the next morning she took the initiative to knock on Wenyan's door.
At this time, Wenyan was still not awake.
"Morning, Yulong, it's only ten o'clock. Why are you up so early?"
"It's not early, the sun is already shining on our butts. Hurry up and get up, I'm giving you ten minutes."
"What? Ten minutes? But I want to sleep until twelve and then get up for lunch."
Qin Yulong did not allow Wenyan to argue: "Hurry up, now you only have nine and a half minutes left. I told you yesterday, I take my work very seriously, and you assured me the same. Are you going to go back on your word on the very first day?"
"Ah???" Wenyan's face was full of question marks, "has it started already? Even if our cooperation started last night, there's no work today."
"Who says there's no work?" Qin Yulong, as if by magic, suddenly had a stack of papers in her hand.
