Alas! How did he become so unlucky? Is it still too late to quit the joint command group now?
Shen Feihu watched with great interest, almost wanting to applaud. Fight! Fight! Make it more exciting. Go President Su, I believe in you!
Meng Xingzhi rolled his eyes at Shen Feihu, as if he didn't know what kind of character this guy was? Always looking for trouble.
"What are you looking at? Aren't you going to hold them back?"
"Oh oh!" Shen Feihu reluctantly came up, helping Meng Xingzhi separate the two.
On the other side, Hai Yunfeng kept his head down reading documents, never glancing up, occasionally writing and drawing with the pen in his hand, very focused.
Lately, he had been plagued with headaches and his anxiety over An'an had greatly reduced his work efficiency.
After writing for a while, he suddenly looked up and said, "They're coming back for the New Year."
"What did you say?"
"Can you say that again?"
"Make yourself clear."
"Really?"
