Qin Yang disdainfully looked at the meal that Li Wei was trying to feed him, reaching out to grab the spoon, "Just have Bai Xiaoming deal with it, there's nothing worth seeing anyway."
With the spoon snatched away, Li Wei knew his brother's temper well, and put the lunchbox on the small table in front of him.
"What do you mean 'nothing worth seeing'? This is all your accomplishment. You've shouldered so much pressure and risked so much for today's success. Not to mention anything else, even this arm of yours nearly stayed there forever. If you ask me, the May Day Labor Medal next year and the unit's major breakthrough awards are yours by right."
"It's all just an empty title," Qin Yang said, eating with his head lowered. What he wanted wasn't just these things.
Li Wei pulled over a chair and sat next to him, immediately noticing the letter on the bedside table, with a stack of letter paper and a pen next to it.
