C974 Deficit

"Come in."

"Little Huo?" Director He looked up and smiled. "How are your injuries?"

"Thank you for your concern, Director He. It's no big deal now."

"That's good," Director He said. Feng Mingxuan had done a good job. Not only did he adjust the time well, it was also much cheaper than previously estimated.

"Huh?" Director He's praise puzzled Huo Yue