I don't know how to think about it, but somehow she put the card in the drawer.

Pick up the pencil and continue to conceive.

The fragrance of lilies has contaminated the room, so that now she sits in the office staring at the design questions in a daze, and from time to time the precious and refined face appears in her mind.

Two careless strokes.

"This fellow!"

She laughed, shook her head, and called him.

In the quiet and solemn conference room, the abrupt ringing of mobile phones suddenly sounded.

A circle of elite senior officials looked at each other.

Who's dead! How dare you shut down at the...