"Boss, that Young Master Zeng is really quite the playboy, right in front of you he just—"
"Book a flight back to Beijing." Yin Shixiu calmly interrupted his assistant's complaint.
"Boss?"
Yin Shixiu leaned back on the leather seat, slowly closed his eyes, and said,
"It's time to close the net."
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May 14th.
9 AM London time, 3 PM Beijing time.
Su Xiaomeng participated in the interpretation competition at London University.
Her foot injury had mostly healed, and she wore slightly larger shoes with softer insoles.
Dressed in a delicate blazer, pinned with a refined bird-shaped brooch on her chest.
Her long, curly hair was tied in a high ponytail, with exquisite features, light makeup, and a smiling face showing high spirits.
This could be described as being vibrant and youthful.
The interpretation competition consisted of four rounds, with nearly a hundred students from universities across the United Kingdom participating.
