C447 Han Ting Who Had Lost All Hope

Two hours later, Ding Ge finished the paper.

"You're done?" Kirk asked quickly when he saw Ding Ge stretching.

"Yeah."

"Come take a look."

"If there are no issues, I'll send it to you directly," Ding Ge said calmly. Two and a half hours—his typing speed had really improved.

"Alright." After exchanging contact information, Ding Ge sent the paper to Kirk