“Let’s go.” Samuel Su knocked on Emma Mu’s desk.
Just buried in a bunch of people who were unable to extricate themselves from the plan was interrupted by this not abrupt sound, she glanced at the time displayed on the computer-19:02.
“Ma Ye, when did I work so hard? This person is gone!” Emma Mu immediately got up and stared at Samuel Su with a smile.
The latter stretched out his hand to wrap her waist, obeying kindness.
There are still a few workaholics left in the company, sporadically adding a few hard work to this large studio.
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