She also found some paper that Ying Zheng gave her, bound it into a book, and copied most of the information in her mobile phone.
My hands are sore from copying.
Qi Pan sat in the lobby of the inn, the table in front of him was covered with papers.
She flicked her wrist.
Ying Zheng just walked in and saw this scene and quickly said something.
"Sir, what are you writing? If your hands are sore, you can take a break."
Hearing the sound, Qipan looked up.
"Hey? Bro! You're here."
"I'm copying down some information. I might need it later."
After hearing this, Ying Zheng was stunned.
Copying information?
He walked to the table in front of Qi Pan and asked, "May I see these things?"
Instead of picking up the paper and looking at it directly, he asked first.
Qi Pan said, “Sure.”
She casually handed over a notebook she had copied earlier.
"Here, take a look."
Ying Zheng reached out to take it and looked down.
His face changed slightly.
Seeing this, Fusu, who was following, went over to take a look out of curiosity.
After looking at it for a while, he still couldn't recognize what was written on it.
He doesn't know this word.
Seeing the two standing, Qi Pan said, "Brother, Xiao Su, please sit down."
"What are you standing for?"
Fusu: "Oh, okay, thank you sir."
After saying that, he found a chair nearby and sat down.
Ying Zheng sat down on the chair opposite Qi Pan.
He was still holding Qi Pan's handwritten notebook in his hands.
Qi Pan ignored him and continued to copy information from his phone with his head down.
The battery in the phone is running low.
She still has a lot of information to copy.
We have to hurry.
After finishing reading the notebook in his hand, Ying Zheng put it back on the table.
He also tidied up the papers on the desk.
Seeing that Qi Pan was busy, he did not disturb her. He just sipped his tea quietly, occasionally looking up.
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