Before questioning Zhao Xuran about whether he knew, Gong Ruini suddenly remembered a very important matter.
"Coming from the United States, don't they need to adjust to the time difference?" Gong Ruini was puzzled.
"Didn't they just get off the plane and say they're pressed for time? Are Americans really that dedicated?"
Alright, they're quite dedicated during work hours, but flying long distances and immediately getting to work without rest—will they be clear-headed?
Adjusting to the time difference is quite painful. In their state of mental muddle, can they chat with Gong Jiaxin?
Wow, Gong Ruini was a bit angry. "It would have been better if they hadn't come; isn't this giving people hope and then pushing them back into despair?"
If there's no movement for a long time, Gong Jiaxin might be sad but would recover.
Zhao Xuran picked up the unfinished documents and continued reading. He was busy at work but hurried back after receiving Gong Ruini's call.
