Qu Lin, who had just been tortured by dance class, was lying on the ground. She weakly replied, [What opponent's information?]
[Didn't your company provide you with the information of your opponents? Don't you guys study your opponents?]
Seeing this, Qu Lin sat up from the ground, "Little Yuan, quickly take a look at the group."
Su Yuan was not satisfied with the dance she had just performed and was practicing it over and over again. Jing Di would occasionally give her some pointers.
Hearing Qu Lin's loud voice, Jing Di coldly rolled his eyes at her, his face saying, "How could I have a disciple like you?"
Qu Lin automatically ignored Jing Di's expression and ran to Su Yuan. Yue Ping said that their company gave them information on their competitors. "Why didn't we?"
Su Yuan continued to dance as she replied, "Do you want it?"
