Faced with provocation, Qian only replied calmly.
"You've got scallion leaves stuck in your teeth, had pork and scallion dumplings for breakfast? No wonder your breath's so sharp!"
Apiao reflexively went to lick his teeth, hearing the muffled laughter of the team members behind him, he realized he had been tricked, and said in embarrassment and promise.
"I clearly ate chive pastry!"
"Uh-huh, then don't fart during the discussion later, I'm afraid it'll stink me out."
"Cough, cough!" The remaining three were almost sprayed by Qian's joke, seeing Qian and Apiao banter early in the morning was truly delightful.
"I really was absent yesterday due to personal reasons; this is the model data I made. You can take a look, perhaps it can push our work along."
Chen Xiaoqian handed over a file.
Apiao casually took it, not believing the privileged could produce anything good, but once he saw it, his eyes couldn't move away.
