"I'm not here to expedite the printing of these books. You just need to finish the printing on time."
Fang Qiu walked straight to Zhang Xingjie's desk, put the printed manuscript on the desk, and said, "I'm here to give you the manuscript."
"Huh?"
Zhang Xingjie was surprised as he stared at Fang Qiu. "You have... finished writing?"
"Yes."
Fang Qiu handed the manuscript to Zhang Xingjie.
Zhang Xingjie immediately grabbed the manuscript, opened it, and began to read.
He read it for quite a while.
"Mr. Fang."
Zhang Xingjie smiled wryly and asked, "Is this book really written by you?"
"Yes."
Fang Qiu nodded affirmatively.
"Please don't take this the wrong way."
Zhang Xingjie hastened to explain. "I do not doubt your professional level. I mean that I thought you would write a biogr
