"Brother Zhe is always efficient, but he seemed a bit verbose this morning, didn't he?"
Liu Zhizhong was fearless, casually smiling as he offered a cigarette.
Song Zhe's eyes flashed fiercely, quite murderous, "You..."
He still accepted the cigarette, took a look, and thought it was pretty decent.
Indeed, the cigarette came from Feng Xiaoyue, provided by Yang Bingbing, and was quite high-end.
However, Song Zhe didn't light it up; instead, he tucked it behind his ear, just about to say something when Liu Zhizhong had already spoken, "This morning, Director Feng arranged for me to go to her company to record, expecting it to take three days to complete. The Provincial Propaganda Minister is asking about this matter too, wanting to push the publicity early and eager to see the demo. Brother Zhe, what should I do?"
Song Zhe's expression softened suddenly, he uttered an "Oh" twice before saying, "Hold on a minute, let me ask Brother Xuan."
