After finishing their work, Fang Mo'er and Wang Feng were both relaxed.
Bai Rong, on the other hand, was slowly wiping the table. As she wiped, she felt extremely embarrassed. She looked towards Fang Mo'er and almost vomited blood.
She had not expected Wang Feng to be so considerate as to brew a cup of tea and pass it to Fang Mo'er.
Fang Mo'er merely sat there leisurely.
This had also been arranged by the director's team. The winning team did not need to participate in the cleaning work at all.
Fang Mo'er took a sip of tea and tapped the table with her hand, feeling a little impatient.
Basically, everyone else had done their work very well and very quickly.
Only Bai Rong was responsible for wiping the table. However, even after wiping for a long time, she had only managed to wipe that one piece.
If she continued to dawdle like this, she did not know how long she would have to wait.
