"Mo Shangjun, sorry, I just got too excited," Long Xilu said with some embarrassment, lowering her head as her voice gradually lowered, choked with grievance, "I'll be more careful in the future."
"There won't be a need for that," Mo Shangjun sat up straight, resting her elbow on the table, her left hand propping her chin, a smile in her eyes that was somewhat warm, "Let's start with this time. Go outside, call out 'report,' and we'll discuss the speech."
"Oh," Long Xilu muttered, looking chagrined.
Long Xilu replied dismally.
"Oh?"
Mo Shangjun raised her eyebrows, looking at her with interest.
Taken aback, Long Xilu belatedly came to her senses, immediately straightened up, red-eyed and teeth clenched, and shouted out one word: "Yes!"
Mo Shangjun nodded to her in acknowledgment.
Long Xilu took a deep breath, disbelieving as she looked at Mo Shangjun, who had managed to be so thorough the first time they met, bit her lip corner, and turned to walk out the office door.
