C110 It Was Qin Zheng

The sun was so bright that the morning wind woke the sleeping man. It was a rare morning. Outside the window, there was a fresh fragrance of flowers. It was a rare morning. There were also a few birdsong sounds, which were filled with the vitality of this season! Su Sier tidied up some of the commonly used clothes, took a few rolls of documents, and negotiated with PRB company