"President Gao, this is the file that has been compiled and submitted to it this afternoon. Please sign."
"Okay, let it go."
"..."
"Anything else?"
"Well, the dinner I mentioned yesterday can be..."
"I'll pick you up at six o'clock tonight." After saying that, he handed the signed file to the slightly hesitant Meng Qingjiu, grabbed the black suit behind the backrest and swung his sleeves out.
"..."
It's clear that this is your dinner date, why do you look so indifferent? !
Could it be that I have a problem with my understanding? ! ! !