"Go to the Qiao Family," Fu Lanshen said, lifting his eyes toward Driver Xiaozhou up front.
"Alright, Boss."
Fu Lanshen took out his laptop to start handling official business. His well-defined long fingers tapped away ceaselessly on the laptop's keyboard, the computer screen reflecting a soft halo on his face. His brows were tightly knotted, his eyes and expression severe, his thin lips almost pressed into a line.
'The most handsome men are those at work' seemed to be perfectly exemplified by him.
Mu Qingli took down her backpack, placed it on the convenient rack, took out her Olympiad math papers, and started to work through problems.
She hadn't embarrassed herself in the Emperor City's school tech competition, so naturally, she couldn't in the global competition either.
Once she stepped out of the country, she wouldn't be representing only a school, but the face of a great nation.