Early the next morning, everyone walked into the meeting room where they had been for two days, and saw that in front of each chair on the originally empty rectangular conference table, there was a cup of coffee and some small desserts from Xingxing's place.
Wei Minmin was immediately delighted, "When did my little uncle get so thoughtful? He finally knows to prepare drinks and desserts for us."
She had just taken her seat and was about to grab her coffee and stick a straw in for a sip. After all, her brain was a bit overloaded from sorting through the script for the past two days, so a coffee would be perfect to perk her up.
Then she heard She Man, who had arrived earlier, enlightening her: "Well, you guessed wrong. This coffee and dessert were not prepared for us by Director Wei."
Wei Minmin's hand froze in mid-air, "Huh?"
