The sky is fluttering with light snow. Zhang Guoqing looked up at the sky, wondering if his wife had returned home yet? Has his son eaten?
"Everyone, come in for the meeting."
A dozen people gathered together, speaking one after another.
Zhang Guoqing smiled silently, occasionally responding when questioned.
By mealtime, they finally took a break.
Yi Jiefang pulled Zhang Guoqing aside while avoiding the crowd, complaining, "What does that kid have to be smug about? Acting like it's just his dad who's impressive, what a thing!"
Zhang Guoqing glared at him.
"Alright, I'm just saying this to you."
Zhang Guoqing stopped walking, frowned, and said, "Don't say it even to me in the future. Da Yi, buddy, here's two words for you... Speak cautiously!"
Yi Jiefang smiled, dragging him forward, "Got it, don't expose what you know."
