"Ahem. Shen Shu, you dropped your phone on the ground." Just when Shen Shu was still lost in her fantasy, the cold voice of a middle-aged man came from the distance.
"Ah, my phone, where did I drop my phone?" Shen Shu, who was still daydreaming, heard the voice and hurriedly bent down to look for it everywhere. However, no matter how hard she looked, there was no sign of the phone on the ground, so she said loudly, "Has anyone seen my phone?"
"Shen Shu, you can get off work now. You can take vacation starting tomorrow." The male voice in the distance came again, but there was obvious anger in his tone.