Afternoon.
The devil's ivy in the office looked a bit wilted. Its leaves lay limp on the surface of the water, only the tips of its roots perked up, as if the tender body were enticingly lifting its buttocks, somewhat provocative.
In the corner of the windowsill, the feather duster stood diagonally, its bristles bright and erect, as though wielding some authoritative power, exuding a proud air.
Wu Jun answered a phone call, then beckoned to Jiang Yuan, "The person scheduled for an injury assessment has arrived, let's go together."
"Alright," Jiang Yuan quickly agreed, picking up his cap and getting up.
Watching Jiang Yuan obediently put on his police cap, Wu Jun gave a slight nod of approval. His trainee was not only skilled but also of good character, respected the rules, and was comfortable to work with. Wu Jun intended to mentor him closely.