KNOCK KNOCK. Ge Ba knocked on the door and waited until he heard a lazy "Come in" before opening it.
Once inside, he couldn't see anyone behind the desk—just a pair of large feet propped up on it.
This was a familiar sight for Ge Ba. He simply walked around the desk to Wu Sheng, who was slumped in his chair asleep, a hat pulled over his face.
"Wu Sheng, the list of participants for the training has been submitted."
"Just leave it," Wu Sheng's lazy voice drifted out from under the hat.
Ge Ba set it down but didn't leave. "Wu Sheng, the higher-ups are getting impatient. You need to review this as soon as possible."
"What's there to look at? It's all voluntary," Wu Sheng's lazy voice drifted out again.
A hint of curiosity flickered in Ge Ba's eyes. "Wu Sheng, did something happen? You were in such a good mood a few days ago. Why are you back to being like this?"
To be fair, Wu Sheng was rarely wide-awake. Most of the time, he was just plain lazy.
