Meng Yun ran out in despair.
"It looks like Mr. Meng failed, so let's move on to the next round of push-ups."
This round, Pei Ming came first.
Meng Yun wasn't envious at all. However happy you were now, you'd understand once you went inside.
Pei Ming stood up excitedly and charged inside without looking back.
But once inside, Pei Ming was also so startled that he stopped in his tracks.
The Director repeated the requirements he'd just given.
Pei Ming twitched his nose. Suddenly, the fragrance of roses wafted toward him from every direction.
Pei Ming followed the scent and saw a row of rose-scented diffusers sitting there.
The corners of Pei Ming's mouth twitched speechlessly.
[Hahaha, the Director is amazing!]
[Now even recognizing your wife by scent won't work.]
[Pei Ming: Director, do you really have to be this careful?]
In the next room, the Director watched Pei Ming's expression on the monitor in front of him and took a sip of the floral tea beside him. Rose flavored.
Pei Ming studied the people in front of him one by one.
Finally, he cautiously chose the person next to Xia Qing.
Xia Qing simply watched Pei Ming walk right past him.
The young man took off his mask and crossed his hands into an X. Wrong choice!
Pei Ming lowered his head dejectedly.
Beside him, Xia Qing couldn't help chuckling.
Pei Ming's ears twitched, and he looked toward Xia Qing, his eyes lighting up.
"Qingqing!"
Seeing this, the Director hurriedly had the men in black haul him out.
"No! Let go of me! I don't want to leave! Qingqing! My Qingqing..."
Pei Ming grabbed the cabinet beside him with both hands.
But he still couldn't stop the men in black from prying his fingers loose one by one.