C70 Special Assistants

In the corner, Zhan Jialing was tidying up her things. She raised her eyes to take a glance and a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of her mouth.

After tidying up the desk, she walked over and stood in front of the three of them. Her beautiful long hair swung in a beautiful arc, causing Soong's eyes to light up.

"In three minutes I'll be in the small conference room