"Deputy Director, why are you wearing this to meet your old classmate? It's not as nice as what you usually wear," asked Ji Fang in confusion.
Not only did it not look good, but it looked awful. However, Ji Fang didn't dare to say it out loud. He had been with the deputy director for a while and had probably figured out his personality. This person looked gentle and had a good temper.
In fact, he had a bad temper and was a little petty according to his observations. It was just that many people didn't know about it. He had been following the deputy director all day and working part-time at the Changhe Machinery Factory, so he could tell a little bit of it.
"It doesn't matter if I don't look good." What he wanted was not to look good. If it was too good, it would not be credible and could not fool the chess piece.
Zhou Hengguang stood in front of the mirror and carefully looked at the person in the mirror. He frowned slightly. "Do you think there's something wrong with me?"
