She...why is she here?

Ruan Su got off the car and came to Jian Qiqi's side, "The plane is on time, let's go."

Jian Qiqi smiled and said, "Boss, long time no see."

Ruan Su raised his eyebrows, "It didn't take long."

Song Yan drove the car into Sixth Floor, pressed his heart against his thumping heart, stabilized his breathing, and then stepped into the hall.

Then I saw Jian Qiqi taking things out of the suitcase.

One gift box after another with exquisite packaging, "This is for your boss, this is for Mr. Bo, this is for..."

Jian Qiqi glanced around the hall and saw Song Yan who had just stepped in, "This is for you, Song Shouto."

Song...wood?

When did you become a piece of wood?

"These two are for Mr. Xie and Yanyan. Aren't they at the Sixth Office?" Jian Qiqi asked Ruan Su strangely.

"No, they stay in the hotel."

Ruan Su raised his lips and said, "You're not going to do training. You've already seen me. When will you return to the training team?"

"The Winter Games are about to start, and the training location is near the Winter Games venue." Jian Qiqi sighed, "It's so annoying, I almost want to retire."

"Retreat, it's not like we have nowhere to go after we retreat." Ruan Su said lazily, "I just don't know if the provincial team will let him go."

Song Yan was holding her gift in her hand. It was a very light gift box, but it felt like it was worth a thousand pieces of gold.

He took a deep breath and opened it, and found inside... a little clay figurine. The little clay figurine looked very much like him, in terms of expression, clothing, and movements...

And it seems that this action was still in the disaster area, when he was digging mud with a shovel in his hand...

Song Yan "..."

Do you want it to be so vivid?

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Chapter completed!