Capturing the Enemy's Hunting Dog
Promptly two days later, two emails simultaneously landed in Qian Meng's inbox. One in her professional account and the other in her private account she had created when she was thirteen.
She found Qing Yuan's email and frowned at the title.
[Surprise Present For My Lovely Big Sis]
She looked at the email id and shook her head. He needed to get a new, more professional email ID if he was exchanging emails with his professors and fellow students. This was a complete wreck.
What was sweetboi@website supposed to mean? She would shudder if someone sent her a work-related email from such an account.
Inside was only an attachment. Obscure name aside, she was so busy that the date escaped her mind.
She looked through the document and her eyes widened as she scrolled through the details.
It was the minutes of the meeting. For someone doing it for the first time. It wasn't that bad.
It said the following.