At five o'clock, Yuanyuan stopped the comrade who wanted to ask questions.
"We'll continue tomorrow. It's time to finish work."
Everyone was taken aback for a moment. But no one said anything, since the leader had declared the end of work, they just wrapped it up.
Actually, everyone was pretty tired. But no one had the nerve to say it, except Yuanyuan, who didn't care about these things.
Her mindset was to clock off when it was time to clock off, and there was plenty of time.
"Want to grab a meal together?"
"I don't feel like eating."
"The eight-treasure porridge here is quite delicious."
Yuanyuan stood up, packed her things, and the two left the meeting room together.
The rest followed afterwards, having gained new insights from today's meeting.
On their way to the canteen, they were called from behind.
"Mr. Su, the leader wants to see you."
"Is there anything urgent?" Yuanyuan asked Xiao Lee, Zeng Zhenqing's secretary.
