C138 M Conference

I took a pen and paper out of a drawer and prepared to jot down important information for the meeting.

Even though Jiang Ruochen gave me countless looks, even though I was unwell, I continued to write. It was my duty.

This is my job, and I have to do it well.

As I listened to the foolish things that Jiang Ming had done recently, the corners of my mouth curled up in a serious meeting.

Suddenly