The mist condensed on the mouth of the cup finally dispersed in the air, and the mobile phone that happened to be placed next to it lit up. Victor glanced at it, then flipped the screen upside down on the table.
You Zhoufu poured another cup of tea for Professor Xu and explained with a smile: "You really misunderstood. This weekend is my father's sixtieth birthday. I really can't leave."
"Ah, that's it," Professor Xu suddenly realized, and then patted Victor on the shoulder: "Then I understand, this matter really cannot be delayed."
"That's it. I won't stay here any longer. You can get busy with your work."
"Okay, walk slowly."
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