C113 Meeting for the First Time

Back upstairs, she went to Zhang Hsingguo's office and told him about the plans for the night. Zhang Hsingguo rested one hand on the table, his index and middle fingers holding a pen, constantly shaking it. He looked as if he had not had enough and was in a daze, as if he had just finished watching a wonderful movie. Yuu Ziqing chuckled and drew the pen in his hand