Fight

Hong Ze frowned when he saw someone else's things on his desk. "No, take them away."

Fang Mo was a little embarrassed. He quickly picked up his things as if he had been electrocuted. "I'm sorry. My wife prepared a lot of fruits for me today. I was thinking that since we're colleagues, I'll share them with you."

Hong Ze's expression softened. "No, thank you."

Only then did Fang Mo walk back to his table and sit down. He carefully looked in Hong Ze's direction again. Seeing that he was no longer looking in his direction, he picked up his phone again to see if Shi Man had replied to him.

However, the empty information interface disappointed him.

At this moment, Shi Man had just come out of the leader's office. She calculated that there was still some time before the training, so she went to the canteen for breakfast first.

She left the house too early this morning, so she didn't wake the butler to cook for her alone.