Ling Yue happily showed her two little canine teeth and softly replied, "Okay."
He told me to take care of myself a few more times and then hung up.
Both of them are busy. Now that they have someone to work for, they can naturally divide the work.
The plan was entered into the computer. Before she knew it, Zhang Jia had brought back lunch. Ling Yue looked up and realized that she had just finished breakfast.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Ling Yue took the lunch box, put it on the table, washed her hands, and came back to eat.
While eating, he asked, "Has Wang Jianguo contacted Uncle Zhou Shang?"
"I contacted him once this morning, and Assistant Zhang answered. Comrade Zhou was in a meeting, and he hasn't responded yet."
"Then wait, there's no rush."
Accompanied by the whirring sound of the electric fan, the two chatted casually.
Ji Ru walked in, clutching documents, her leather shoes clattering loudly. "Academician Ling, this is the report from yesterday's meeting. Please see if any changes are needed."
Ling Yue took the document with a mouthful of rice in her mouth. Seeing this, Zhang Jia glared at Ji Ru.
This little girl has no tact.
Ji Ru shrank her neck. Sister Zhang Jia's eyes were murderous.
"The minutes of the meeting are to be recorded in the archives, so don't describe too fully the way they argued."
As she spoke, Ling Yue flipped through the records and took a look: "Okay, let's do this. Let's sort the files by date."
"By the way, have you eaten yet? Let's eat together."
Ling Yue put the documents aside, pointed at the stool, then took out a pair of chopsticks from the table beside her and handed them to Ji Ru.
It's so pitiful that he has to follow them around at such a young age.
As he thought about it, his eyes were filled with kindness when he looked at Ji Ru.
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