C135 This Is Really Going to Make Me Die from Anxiety

The next morning, Xie Anqi was sitting in her office with her makeup on. Sure enough, Zhang Ming had come.

"Sis, Director Gu told me to send it over." He handed over an envelope.

"Got it." "She didn't even raise her head." Now that the things have been delivered, you can leave. "

"Sis." "Zhang Ming plopped down across from her and sat down