Scott had calmed down.
Jin Xueli suddenly realized that at some point, his anxiety, frustration, and irritability from just a moment ago had vanished without a trace. The simmering emotions had all melted away like ice and snow.
This didn't mean his emotions were dead and he'd become a walking corpse. She could feel that Scott was still anxious.
But that urgency had quietly transformed into a snow-white, cold, laser-like focus.
Scott thought for a few seconds, then pulled out a notebook and quickly drew several horizontal lines on a blank page to create categories.
He looked at Jin Xueli, his tone almost encouraging. "You can get your thoughts in order and tell me: your ideas and questions about the current situation, the leads you have on hand, the angle you plan to approach this from, the actions you can take, and what support you need from me."
'How should I describe this?'
