"Secretary Qin! Please review the procurement list for this week's ingredients!"
Lin Xiaoyu's voice came from not far away.
Qin Fuli immediately straightened his back, adjusted his glasses with his withdrawing hand so quickly as if everything before was just an illusion.
He turned around expressionlessly, his voice returning to its usual calm composure: "Just put it on the car seat."
No one noticed that his left hand hidden behind him was unconsciously stroking his fingertips, as if savoring the fleeting soft touch.
And behind him, the Tusun tilted its head, looking puzzled at this human's strange actions.
Is this human secretly scheming something to sell me?
So scary!
Thinking this, the Tusun hurriedly ran away in a flash.
Qin Fuli turned his head and found the Tusun was gone, his fingertips slightly twitching with a somewhat disappointing sentiment.
Soon, it was the day of the farming support livestream event.
