After a while, Sheng Yang walked downstairs leisurely. What she was holding confirmed Sheng An's guess.
She was holding a lot of books in her arms. There were all kinds of books, and they were even more difficult than the previous ones.
Sheng An was stunned and his chubby face froze. "No, I meant…"
Sheng Yang looked at him straight in the eye, staring. "Didn't you just say you found these very interesting?"
Sheng An nodded passively while smiling, but underneath his smile was a look of pain. "Super interesting!"
After that, he could only sit down quietly and struggle to solve the questions by himself.
Sheng Yuxi almost choked on his laughter. This was what sweet torture looked like.
**
The business war in the new year finally kicked off, attracting a lot of media attention.
At the competition venue, reporters and photographers were gathered at the gates.
"Where's Wen Zhiyi?"
"We want to interview Wen Zhiyi!"
