Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan and said faintly, "Is that so",She wiped the sweat from her face haphazardly. "Let's not dwell on that, Dr. Rong. Old Branch Secretary promised to get us some old furniture. We need to go to the storage room in the village primary school.",He glared at Tang Zhenzhen, twisting his head away in embarrassment, but still clutching the wound on his head.。