Thursday, 6:30 PM, a three-story villa in Northwest Washington D.C.
"We need to talk..."
In the living room, upon hearing these words, Luo An's mouth twitched, almost thinking he had wandered into the world of The Flash.
Suppressing his chaotic thoughts, Luo An asked:
"What about?"
Mona changed into her slippers and pulled Luo An to the center of the living room. Pressing down on his shoulders, she pushed him to sit on the sofa, then stood in front of him with her arms crossed over her chest, looking down at him with a serious face, and said:
"Let's talk about the issue of my task assignments. Why am I always in the back recently?"
Mona pointed out that recently, she had mostly been organizing and transmitting information, hardly ever going to the front lines.
Hearing Mona talk about work, Luo An's expression also turned very serious, and he said with a stern face:
"Mona, in a team, not everyone can be assaulters; there must be support and logistics.
