You guys go. I will do it.” Zhang Ye insisted that they go for dinner. He switched off everything and packed up before locking up to leave.
In the corridor.
Editor Wei’s stooped figure came towards him from far away, “Teacher Little Zhang.”
“Uncle Wei, you have not knocked off yet?” Zhang Ye knew how Editor Wei was. He respected him very much and ever since that time, he addressed him as Uncle Wei.
Editor Wei smiled, “I have to work overtime today.”
“Why are you always working overtime? I’ve never seen you every time I leave the office.” Zhang Ye expression tightened.
Editor Wei was a very optimistic person, “It’s alright. I have lots of work. The others have less. Even if I go home, I have nothing to do.”