Su Qingmu

(The proposal projection freezes on the wall. I tap my fingertips lightly on the table, lift my eyes to Su Qingmu standing at the other end of the conference table, and speak in a calm, flat tone.) “Su Qingmu, this proposal—I don’t approve it.” Su Qingmu raises her eyes and meets mine directly, without yielding an inch: “Then why not tell me what you don’t approve of, Director?”

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