At this moment, Ye Wangchuan knocked on the door and entered.
"Come in."
Qiao Nian was having a headache from reading the reports. She looked at him while pressing the bridge of her nose.
Ye Wangchuan walked over and handed her a thin piece of paper. "She wrote the list you wanted."
"So soon?" Qiao Nian was stunned and reached out to take it.
Ye Wangchuan took the opportunity when she was looking down at the name list to look at the report on the screen. He recalled the fatigue in Qiao Nian's eyes when he entered and asked, "This… do you want me to help you?"
"What?"
Qiao Nian looked up.
Noticing his gaze, she followed it to the complicated financial statements on the screen and immediately understood what he meant.
She handed him the laptop without a second thought, with a sigh of relief. "You do it."
"Tsk."
