Library

The man was hunched over, holding a large wooden box in his arms, swinging outside the glass door, and knocked twice. "Come in!" Xu Yawen shouted without raising her head. The computer monitor blocked half of her face; there were a pile of folders scattered on the table, a vase of blooming lilies, one surrounded by another, and a complicated glass ornament that seemed motionless and untouchable. I didn't know where to put the wooden box for a while. Xu Yawen took a handful and freed up a corner. He put it on, held it against his belly, and opened the lid. "Director Xu, the color samples are all here. Please choose." He said. Xu Yawen gave him a cold look first.