Jiang Cheng didn't know what the director was thinking, but if he knew the director was secretly disparaging him like this, he would probably laugh at himself too. When he first became famous, there were countless benefits before him; he had stayed in rooms much better than this many times, but he wasn't particularly concerned about living in such luxury.
Jiang Cheng lay comfortably on the bed in the room, wondering if tomorrow's symposium would bring a surprise. He couldn't shake the matter of Li Country from his mind and hadn't figured out how to handle it yet.
Knock knock knock, "The sound of knocking rang out, "Scientist Lin, I forgot to give you your invitation." The director's voice sounded.
Jiang Cheng got out of bed and opened the door. He saw the director holding a black-covered invitation, "Where did this come from?" Jiang Cheng asked.
