Wife Stands at Attention and Takes a Rest

The fiery sun shines high on the land of Jingshi. Looking from the top down, it seems that steaming heat is rising layer by layer on the white cement road. After a harsh comparison with the passionate sun, the trees on both sides of the road ended in failure—that is, drooping their huge crowns, wilting like fish out of water. At almost the speed of a 100-meter sprint, Yang Yi hurried to his desk, picked up a lot of information on the table, and ran towards the photocopying room at a speed of 100-meter sprint again. There will be a meeting in the afternoon, and all information must be sorted out before the meeting. Twenty-five servings, each...