Definitely Swallowing The Middle East Up

"How dull."

Tang Rui lay on the sofa in the office, looking at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

He was like a salted fish without a dream.

He really had nothing to do during this period of time.

Ever since he went to the base once and saw the newly built factory area and the huge mountain base, he had been surprised.

When he returned to the company, nothing was pleasing to his eyes.

In addition, during this period of time, he had finished everything he needed to do, so he really had nothing to do.

Knock, knock, knock…

Someone knocked on the office door.

"Please come in."

Lin Chao pushed the door open and walked in.

"What's wrong with you these two days? Are you not feeling well?"

Lin Chao looked at Tang Rui, who was lying on the sofa, and asked in puzzlement.

"If you have nothing to do, why don't you lie down?"

Tang Rui changed his posture and said lazily.