Lost in thought, he suddenly heard some noise from the room. Turning his head, he saw that Xu Qingyan, the carefree guy, had finally woken up and was yawning beneath the air conditioner.
Gan Wenchang said, "You're awake? The surgery was very successful, and you're now a girl."
Xu Qingyan paused, then truly looked down at his manual gear shift.
"You didn't sleep at noon? Got water in your brain?"
"I didn't sleep at noon; I was looking at your manuscript." Gan Wenchang raised the manuscript in his hand, "Tell me the truth, what were your feelings when you read Zhao Mingyuan's script at noon?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Qingyan paused and pondered.
"Nothing special, just average."
Gan Wenchang sighed, "If you had shown your hand this early, I might have laughed out loud at noon."
In the afternoon.
Zhao Mingyuan arrived late, just a bit earlier than the leaders present, and before entering, he specifically glanced at Xu Qingyan.
