On the afternoon of the second day, Xia Honghua came to Duan Rong's room to check his progress.
As she checked, her eyebrows raised in a smile.
Clearly, Duan Rong's progress was faster than her plan, and the accounts were neat, itemized, and clear.
Duan Rong said, "So, how is it? I followed the schedule you planned. When you showed it to me, I realized the plan was too fast and stopped for a few days. Didn't expect you to be so angry!"
"Ah! Really don't know how to get this work done?!"
Duan Rong sighed and shook his head continuously.
Xia Honghua looked at Duan Rong with suspicion. Could it be that my schedule was too slow? But she had arranged it based on the progress of middle-aged account checking.
Xia Honghua said, "The schedule I gave you is the minimum progress. If you fail, I will deduct contribution points from you. Usually, if you are free, you should hustle! How could you not show up for ten days like this? I thought you were going to quit!"
