The editor said that he had left first and had an urgent matter to convey his apology.
Later, he learned that he flew back to a distant city to work.
He flew 2,000 kilometers to the meeting hall. He got off the plane and came straight to the meeting hall. He sat in a small room for several hours, then hurried back and flew with hunger.
This tortuous, just to say to me: continue to refuel ah brother.
A short message can hold a sentence. He has to travel 4,000 kilometers to tell me personally.
I haven't thanked Xie Xiyou and I don't know how to open my mouth.
Sometimes the more familiar you are with people, the harder it is for you to open your mouth. The better you are, the less you know how to thank them. I know that even if I never thank him, he will not blame me me, he is an inclusive person, almost inclusive.
He didn't mention it to me. He always thought I didn't know.
Even the 4,000-kilometre run-around was never mentioned by him, as if he had taken a taxi within the starting price instead of flying by taxi.