Ning Yuan rolled up her sleeves and nodded: "I know a little, I'll practice more later.",But the next moment, Rong Zhaonan bowed his head and stood behind her, instantly becoming that silent, inconspicuous weak scholar again.,Ning Yuan looked puzzled: "What are you talking about These things were borrowed from the team. They're old, used office furniture. Lao Zhibishu wrote it down in black and white, with a receipt. I even promised to fix them up and return them later!"。