Zhao Jun couldn't help laughing as he watched everyone quickly get back to work.

This, this is too hasty, it really is about striving for perfection.

However, this paper is not the best yet and there is still room for improvement.

Zhao Jun no longer cared about them. Now she was just a supervisor here.

In terms of real skills, she is no longer as good as the masters who are good at this.

Just when Zhao Jun was about to go back and rest and catch his breath, someone came.

Zhao Jun took a closer look and found that it was unexpected but reasonable.

It’s Ying Zheng.

"Good morning, my king. I haven't seen you for half a month. You are still as charming as ever."

The King of Zhao has been busy and has not visited Ying Zheng for half a month.

Now that she saw him coming, and she had made some progress in papermaking, she couldn't help but joke with Ying Zheng.

"I haven't seen Mr. Zhao for half a month. I thought you had done something wrong and had escaped."

Ying Zheng walked up to her and actually responded with a small joke.

"My king, look at what you said. How dare I? Besides, where can I escape to?" Zhao Jun responded with a smile, his tone intimate.

"Okay, I see you're in a good mood, but there's progress."

Ying Zheng looked at the crowd who were busy with activity. No one else had seen him coming yet.

"Ahem, my king, you've arrived at the perfect time. We just developed a paper that meets the standards today. I was about to report to you tonight when you arrived."

Getting to the point, Zhao Jun restrained his expression and answered seriously.

"I've figured it out. Great, great, I've arrived at the right time."

Ying Zheng spoke loudly, a bright smile blooming on his face, and the King of Zhao was stunned for a moment.

When everyone heard the voice, they turned around and found that it was the king who had arrived.