C886 Prepare

His fingers kept tapping on the table. Ouyang Qing'an had been distracted lately. Whether it was a meeting or a meal, he had to sit there in a daze for a while. When people asked him if there was anything wrong, he always answered that it was nothing.

How should he explain this? Recently, there had been a lot of work, because Ouyang Qing'an had squeezed all the work together