"What is this?"
"A business card," Zhou Mingchen replied.
"I obviously know it's a business card." Xia Lu picked up the small card on the table. Even if she were foolish, there's no way she wouldn't recognize a business card. "I mean, why did you give me this card?"
"This is the business card of the chief editor of Sun Daily. With her help, maybe you can stay undefeated in this public opinion battle," Zhou Mingchen said while having breakfast. Unlike his usual morning coffee, today he had a cup of warm milk in front of him.
Xia Lu picked up the card and carefully read the name on it, "Hong Xiaomei, chief editor of Sun Daily News... why does this name sound so familiar..." She thought for a few seconds before it came to her. This was the same Miss Hong who had repeatedly asked Zhou Mingchen out for dinner and sent him WeChat messages late at night. She almost forgot about this person after so long.
