C62 Suppression!

After sending Ma Shu off, Zhouyang sat on the chair and fell into deep thought.

This matter had always made him very uncomfortable. It was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe smoothly.

"Sister Ye, you go and ask the people from the Planning Department and the Publicity Department. How is the progress of their current mission?"

After thinking for a while