When Su Yue arrived at the office, there were already a few people waiting.
Familiar faces.
Mostly familiar faces.
Wang Lu Feng, Liao Ping, Brother Du.
Of course, the only unfamiliar one was Drawer Guy, what was his name again, Su Yue couldn't recall it right away; he only remembered his face was too square, extremely square, like a poker card.
"See, I guessed it right, this undercover overseas mission is bound to include Su Yue.
"Four of us are mostly Grade Three freshmen, Su Yue is bound to join us."
Du Jing's Book wore a 'I'm a fortune teller' expression.
"Su Yue, you're here too?"
Liao Ping felt quite happy to see Su Yue.
No matter the situation, as long as Su Yue is present, there's a mysterious sense of security.
"Liao Ping, you should bring back your old hairstyle, I used to admire your style during the Kill Mat era."
Su Yue looked at Liao Ping's middle parting, feeling unaccustomed.
