Walking out of the office with a large list, Gu Qianmeng was too busy to reach for his cell phone and rush to the elevator. The moment he entered, he was stunned at first.

Face contour was elongated in the dim light of the elevator. It seemed vague and vague. Nangong stood upright in the morning and looked at Gu Qianmeng.

"Hey, Gu Writer --"

"Are you going to make posters? Did it start so soon? I don't seem to see Su Rongyan. Looking back at the side face of Nangong Morning, Gu Qianmeng couldn't restrain his curiosity. His beautiful eyes were dazzled by the light.

"No, I'm waiting for...