Li Bao rolled her eyes at Luo Yanqing, but Director Song finally stated the deadline: "Two months."
"Understood."
Nodding lightly, Luo Yanqing was about to turn and leave.
"Go home and get a good night's sleep, tidy yourself up, and don't show up all sloppy in front of Li Bao. Don't scare the little girl and the baby in her belly."
Hearing Director Song's slightly disdainful words, Luo Yanqing glanced himself up and down, then said with a deadpan expression, "I shower every day. The clothes I'm wearing were just changed this morning."
How am I sloppy?
Luo Yanqing muttered to himself, ignored Director Song, and turned decisively toward the office door.
"Don't forget to report good news immediately."
Watching Luo Yanqing about to disappear out the door, Director Song hurriedly added a sentence.
No reply, but Director Song knew Luo Yanqing definitely heard.
Residential compound.
