"Regarding reciting poetry, Group Leader He said..."
Below, He Guojin felt the eyes around him gathering, and he was immediately embarrassed. Although he was a cultured man, at this moment he was somewhat at a loss for words, and couldn't help but glance at Xu Qingyan, who was speaking confidently, thinking to himself that this man's zeal for progress was too strong.
After Xu Qingyan had finished sharing his ideas about reciting poetry, Ji Shi'an pondered for a moment before saying, "Not bad." As a result, the meeting was extended by ten minutes, specifically to discuss the feasibility of his ideas, and it was eventually proposed that a vote be taken; with a majority in favor, it was smoothly passed.
After the meeting, He Guojin pulled Xu Qingyan aside, his expression both serious and tinged with a sense of bemusement.
"Your desire for improvement is really too strong, Brother Xu; you've even taken it to my doorstep," he said.
