After Secretary Qin left, in the office.
Yan Yan sat in his original spot with a stern face for a long time, thought of something, and opened his laptop again.
He replayed the video of Yun Qiluo's interview and watched it once more.
In the video, the young girl faced the camera, only knowing how to smile foolishly, even with a straw still in her mouth before the reporter asked questions.
Her delicate, snow-white face in the sunlight was dream-like in its beauty.
When the reporter asked about her dreams, she tilted her head slightly.
She spoke in a soft voice, answering seriously, much like a primary school student called upon by a teacher to answer a question.
Yan Yan couldn't help but scoff.
After watching, he raised his hand to download the video.
Upon refreshing, that Weibo post had disappeared completely, leaving the page empty.
He leaned back in his chair, appearing relaxed.
Very good, Secretary Qin's efficiency had improved once again.
