"Huang, no classes today?"
As soon as Ding Yue stepped into the office of the logistics director, he saw Huang Youjie sitting on the sofa, engrossed in a book.
Upon closer inspection.
The book in his hand was —— "Law of Xia Country".
"No classes this morning, full schedule in the afternoon."
Huang Youjie was engrossed in his book, barely raising his head when he answered Ding Yue: "Yue, you know what I've noticed? Many money-making schemes seem to be written into the law."
"Ain't that the truth?"
Ding Yue shrugged and walked to the window. From this vantage point in Huang Youjie's office, he could see the back of the second canteen in the distance.
"Yue, did you need me for something?"
Huang Youjie took off his glasses, rubbed his tired eyes, then looked over at Ding Yue to ask.
"Not much, didn't I mention last time that you should hire a secretary to manage some daily tasks? Did you find one? " Ding Yue asked.
"Of course."
"That was fast."
"What about you, Yue?"