Go to work?
In the period ahead, He Kao kept pondering this question: what to do? Surely he can't just look for things to do when there's nothing. Today, as he sat at his desk, he took out paper and a pen to list things down.
The Tengxin Group had long since gone paperless, with almost all documentation done online. Often, he didn't even need to key it all in; just input commands, and the AI would complete it.
But at this moment, He Kao still used the most primitive form of paper and pen, his scribbled handwriting resembling some kind of shorthand that only he could understand.
First, the primary task was to complete duties from the Ancestral Hall, which involved a connection task with Mr. Mi of the Xiao Alliance.
He Kao was already familiar with Mr. Mi's identity; his name was Hu Weidong, a native of Eastern Country who went to the United States after his undergraduate studies, and in recent years had started an education institution.
