Next to the computer, the phone vibrated twice. Glancing at the note, I put on my headphones.,Yu Qing subconsciously looked towards the presidential elevator at the edge. Unexpectedly, the elevator was running, the numbers jumping to '42', and soon, it passed this floor.,"I think Yu Qing's lifestyle seems pretty good. She doesn't care about whether it's a luxury bag or not, and she doesn't mind her boyfriend walking to pick her up."。