When he arrived at the top of Lin's house, when Zhang Xuan pushed Lin's office away, he saw Lin Qinghan, secretary Li Na, and many Lin's senior executives were all sorting out documents at the table, looking very busy. There were still several copywriters sitting beside him, thinking hard, scratching his head. Even Zhang Xuan came in, no one looked at him, including Lin Qinghan, and buried him in his desk without raising his head. "Secretary Li, when has the time for tomorrow's press reception been determined? Have the copywriters of tomorrow asked clearly? The media contacted several companies, how are they arranged for the reception of foreign media?"

Lin Qinghan asked questions while busy with her hands.

"Mr. Lin, you have already arranged it, but there are a few media outlets you need to pay attention to tomorrow."

"Give me their information."

Zhang Xuan looked at the busy scene in the office, without saying a word, silently retreated, closed the office door, and left the Lin Building.

Yinzhou in the early morning seemed particularly desolate, with the howling cold wind. No one would like to go out in the middle of the night in this weather. Even those drunk people in the middle of the night would be awakened by the cold, and find a warm place before continuing to get drunk.

Zhang Xuan chose a random direction and walked forward.

"It seems that you are a little worried today." A hoarse voice sounded behind Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan grinned, "I found that you are really free all day."

"Is this called Xian?" Ma Yi's figure appeared in front of Zhang Xuan, and his voice also came from Zhang Xuan's body. In Ma Yi's hand, he took two small porcelain jars.

"Of course I'm idle." Zhang Xuan glanced at his mouth, "But at your age, it's time to stroll around the park."

"Forget it, you, I'm not old yet." Mai let out a hoarse laugh. His voice seemed particularly vague in the dark and cold night sky. "Why, I heard that your employer finally donated the cauldron, do you feel a little touched?"

"Your information is quite well-informed." Zhang Xuan glanced at Ma Yi, then looked away.

"You also know, Shenyin can do it, everyone has to stare at it." Mai said, "How about you, what are you getting when you go to Loulan this time?"

When he heard Ma Yi mention this, Zhang Xuan's pupils condensed, he looked at Ma Yi again, and said seriously: "What do you know about Loulan this time?"

Before going to Loulan, Mai said some strange things to Zhang Xuan, as if she had known something for a long time.

"It's nothing." Ma Yi shook her head, "It's just that I know, no, it should be said that my master knows that there are some things in Loulan and asks you to pick them up. I'm just passing on a message. As for what it is, my master didn't say it, and I don't know, but I'm sure it's definitely not the tripod."

"Do you want to know?" Zhang Xuan stared at Mai and asked.

"I don't want to." Mai shook her head, "I'm here today not for the things you've got in Loulan, but for the sake of talking to you, um... how do you say it, let's talk about it."

"Heart talk?" Zhang Xuan showed a hint of surprise on his face. No matter how he looked, he felt that Ma Yi was not a heart talker. Looking at Ma Yi's serious face, Zhang Xuan said, "Okay, tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

"Tell you about An Dongyang." Ma Yi waved her hand, "Let's go, I went back to my hometown two days ago and dug out two bottles of wine buried in that year. You are so lucky. The way I brewed this wine has been lost outside."
Chapter completed!