"Boss?"
Mu Dan noticed something was wrong with Wang Jixuan and immediately intended to halt the information flow.
However, Wang Jixuan gritted his teeth and whispered, "Just keep going... slow down a bit."
"Oh, okay!"
Mu Dan blinked softly. She thought her boss would say, "I can hold on," but unexpectedly, it was "slow down a bit."
In terms of pragmatism, the boss was indeed quite practical.
She slowed down the speed of the information infusion and began to think about how to help Wang Jixuan speed up information reception.
This required a slight modification of the boss's brain; she estimated the boss wouldn't agree, so she didn't even bring it up.
Once the information flow slowed, the hot sweat on Wang Jixuan's forehead gradually began to dissipate, and the painful expression was gone from his face;
