The next day.
Sunday morning.
A little after six, Dong Xuebin woke up. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the glittering crystal chandelier overhead. But after yawning, he sighed, feeling rather indifferent.
It was a new day.
The second day of the Investment Conference.
Who knew how things would go today?
Dong Xuebin climbed out of bed, walked barefoot across the soft carpet into the bathroom, and thoroughly washed his face. He let out a breath at the mirror, then got dressed and fixed his hair after washing up. Feeling that something was off, he changed into gray dress pants and a white shirt before finally feeling satisfied. No matter what, he had to get going. He had spent half of yesterday rallying the people below him, so he had to show some drive himself. Otherwise, everyone else's morale would definitely be affected. As the leader of the Zhenshui County Investment Bureau delegation, he had to set an example.
He pushed open the door and went out.
"One, two, three."
"Like this, Director Chang?"
"Yes, lift your leg a little higher."
"I can't. I'm not as flexible as you are."
"Even so, you have to stretch as far as you can, or it won't do any good."
"All right, I'll try. Ah, no, no, it hurts so much."
Dong Xuebin paused. When he reached the living room, he saw that Chang Juan and Gong Na had already gotten up and were doing aerobics on the balcony amid the sunlight and fresh air.
Interesting.
And quite a feast for the eyes.
Dong Xuebin did not make a sound and simply watched from there.
Sister Chang apparently did this often and was very practiced at it, probably to maintain her figure. One moment she stretched her arms,