When he arrived at the first floor and passed by the front desk, the proprietress suddenly called him, "Ningzhou, you have your express delivery."

Ning Zhou: "Please put it here first. I'll go and come back to pick it up after lunch."

He was actually confused. Who sent him the express delivery? But he was so hungry now that he didn't have the heart to care about this. I'll talk about it when I came back after dinner.

Half an hour later, Ning Zhou got his courier at the front desk. It was a box, which was quite large.

The sending address is City K.

Ning Zhou went back to his room with doubts and opened the express delivery.

A few shirts were neatly lying inside the box.

The white shirt on the top looks very familiar, which is the absurd evidence of him and Jiang Hangting last night.

Now he doesn't have to guess who knows who sent the express delivery to him.

There is also a letter in the box, with Ning Zhou’s familiar font on it.

——You will have more than three months to finish the shooting. I hope these shirts can accompany you through the next three months in my place.

——Jiang Hangting.
Chapter completed!