At 7 p.m., Yanjing International Airport.

In the exit corridor of the airport, a tall girl, dragging her suitcase, hurried towards the exit.

At the exit, Xiaoyang stood there and hurried up.

"Qingyue, you're back."

Luo Qingyue handed the suitcase to Xiaoyang with a serious expression: "Xiaoyang, what's wrong with the head now?"

"For the time being, it's good to be controlled in the afternoon. During the meeting, he almost screwed up the economic promotion plan." Xiao Yang tells the truth.

"Send me to the lab now, and then let's take the equipment and take the blood test for the head." Luo Qingyue urged.

Xiao Yang shook his head.'Don't bother...