"I'm not here to expedite the printing of these books. You just need to finish the printing on time."

Fang Qiu walked straight to Zhang Xingjie's desk, put the printed manuscript on the desk, and said, "I'm here to give you the manuscript."

"Huh?"

Zhang Xingjie was surprised as he stared at Fang Qiu. "You have... finished writing?"

"Yes."

Fang Qiu handed the manuscript to Zhang Xingjie.

Zhang Xingjie ...