C1001 How Are You and Zuo?

Liao Jiangcheng's cold face lit up, and a stack of documents fell on the table. A row of documents popped out of his hand like he was washing cards, and he sprinkled them on Xi Yan before slowly flicking off the ashes. He exhaled a mouthful of smoke and once again bit on the filtering mouth.

"What about these?" His pronunciation was light and slow.

Xi Yan lowered his eyes to take a look