The meeting room fell silent.
Everyone became quiet.
Even Zheng Yu, who had been speaking passionately just moments ago, sat down awkwardly.
He had already said all he wanted to.
Then Chairman Chen Shu pondered for a moment and glanced at Su Yaoyao.
"Committee Member Su, these days, running the pigeon farm hasn't been easy, has it?
"Thank you for your hard work!
"Could you give everyone a work report?"
The atmosphere in the meeting room remained strange.
Professor Zhang sighed.
Zheng Yu lowered his head.
Song Yin seemed to be deep in thought.
Mo Lanyou rolled her eyes and whispered secretly to Bai Mo, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Committee Member Su is in trouble."
Su Yaoyao also sensed something was off, but she still stood up, putting on a smile.
"The work at our pigeon farm has been going relatively smoothly so far.
