"What? The external review editor responded so quickly?"
In the office, Tian Liangwei put down his thermos cup and looked at Xu Yun in surprise:
"It's only been a day, right? Tsk tsk, Old Mo sure is loyal."
Looking at this 'my friend is awesome' expression on the old man's face, Xu Yun couldn't help but roll his eyes slightly:
"Teacher... he's still a foreigner, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to call him Old Mo like that?"
"Why wouldn't it be appropriate? That guy lived in Sichuan Province for seven or eight years, and he probably knows more about playing mahjong than you do, right?"
"..."
Seeing that he'd regained some ground in front of his student, Tian Liangwei continued to ask:
"By the way, what did Old Morton's reply say? Is there anything particularly troublesome or that needs major revisions?
He's quite meticulous, so it's possible he might find some bones to pick."
