C225 Director of Creativity

Qin Zheng listened to the beeping on the other end of the phone in a daze. The beeping sounded one after another. It sounded like the most emotional sigh in this spacious and spacious office. He mourned silently, but he could not think of what exactly he was mourning for. Perhaps, he was singing a song?

Time flowed by bit by bit, not giving anyone a chance to catch their breath