C718 Think of a Good Idea

In the control room.

Feng Lei kept staring at the screen. His eyes were sore, so he simply laid down on the chair.

He rested his head on his head and complained, "Is there a need for the Bureau Chief to make everything so messy? There's no problem at all! With just the few people Tiger Song brought, what other changes can there be? "

" Don't relax. They won't leave for even a moment