After the Harvest Festival

Autumn night, a gentle breeze blew.

The men and women on the dance floor all had blissful smiles on their faces.

Kramer stood on the high wall and looked at everyone's blissful faces on the dance floor. He could not help but feel happy as well.

Administrator Officer Sevilino was always inseparable from his boss. Because of Alan's plan, the entire governor's mansion was busy during the Harvest Festival. Even he had to work separately from Kramer.

Now that the ball was in full swing, they could sigh in relief that the Harvest Festival was coming to a successful end.

"Hey, what do you think little Alan's brain is made of?" Kramer sighed.

"Not only can he brew so well, but he also has fantastic ideas. Compared to the previous festivals, this celebration is so much better!"

Sevilino was not surprised by the governor's exclamation and nodded repeatedly.