"Yes, so please get the rest of the process moving quickly."
He Chen no longer looked like a country bumpkin; however, his towering and muscular frame along with his not-yet-tanned wheat-colored skin still easily gave people the impression that he had done hard labor.
The director glanced at Ye Manman with some regret, "Alright then, let's try to be quick. Let's go to the photography studio now and get the photos taken, so you can take Mr. Ye home to rest well."
"Mm, okay."
Before leaving, He Chen thoughtfully helped Ye Manman put her straw hat on again.
Seeing the woven straw hat, typically used by countryside folks, the expressions of a few leaders became somewhat indescribable.
They exchanged glances, seeing a sense of pity in each other's eyes.
What a pity such a promising talent was tied down so early by marriage and children; just as she was spreading her wings, she already had commitments.
Moreover, that commitment was a man and a child from the countryside.
