Song Ting deep sat in the study room, turned on the computer, and the screen was full of various analysis data, but he couldn’t see it. After several phone vibrations, he quickly picked it up and the result was news from people who didn’t care. Summer still did not reply to him.
Even if he is slow again, he can feel that Sophia Xia is angry.
But why is she angry? Or what did he do wrong and what was wrong?
Song Ting opened the document and used his extraordinary memory. He recalled the conversation between her and her yesterday. The white-haired slender fingers tapped on the keyboard. He knocked down the conversation he could think of in writing. Finally, This page of the document is also printed out, ready to be analyzed by the minds of businessmen.
He has never done anything so stupid and meaningless.
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