C672 He Did Not Lose His Memory

Ye Linchen's heart sunk to its lowest point. He raised his hand to rub his glabella with a face full of fatigue. The office was restless, and one could not act rashly until one could think of a way to deal with it.

Thus, his work efficiency these two days had been extremely low. He was so lacking as to have the word "Xu Jing" written in a flamboyant manner on his documents