On the plane, Qin Zhan looked coldly at the files on the computer, closed one of the proposals, and stared at Assistant Ye with unwavering phoenix eyes, "If proposals like this still need my approval, then next time, the person who came up with them can just leave."
Assistant Ye paused slightly, thinking he had picked the best proposals, but looking at Qin Zhan's demeanor, he acknowledged, considering Fourth Young Master's expression, that even a perfect proposal couldn't compare to a short message from Mr. Jiu, who was sleeping at Second Young Master Ji's house...
Thinking about it, Assistant Ye shrugged, deciding to just listen casually...
Feeling annoyed, Qin Zhan closed the laptop, unhappily turned his head toward the drawn blind, lifted his hand to open it, and looked outside. As the faint light of dawn broke through the clouds, the sunrise emerged, casting light on the colored clouds, revealing a stunning beauty.
