A Simple Manual

After quickly weighing the pros and cons, he looked up and seemed to have made up his mind. He looked at Qiao Nian with a deep gaze. "But Miss Qiao, you don't know the contents of the speech… There's so much time. Even if you can resolve the trojan horse virus, you don't have a script…"

Qiao Nian didn't know what to say when she went up. She had never done a PowerPoint before, so she didn't know the procedure at all.

The girl wasn't wearing a cap today. Her facial features were exquisite and bright, making her extremely eye-catching.

Hearing this, she only raised her eyes slightly and stared at him with her beautiful black eyes. When their eyes met, he felt inexplicably relieved.

"Do you have a script?"

Luo Qing paused for a moment and returned to his senses. His brows were tightly furrowed. "I do, but not really either. I only have a simple manuscript."