Shen Yuyan turned around and saw a woman wearing a well-tailored suit and sporting a neatly done ponytail.
She was about the same age, around 25, with delicate features, a standard figure, not particularly outstanding.
Judging by her name badge, she was a regular employee at a financial company.
After quickly analyzing in her mind.
"Good evening, Nuonuo, you're here too." Tang Song slightly raised the corner of his mouth, proactively raised his glass, his tone warm and friendly.
Compared to his polite aloofness when facing others, his attitude at this moment was noticeably softer, a change that immediately drew the attention of quite a few people around.
Wei Yilan, Zhang Nuo's direct supervisor, and other colleagues, froze, looking at Zhang Nuo with a drastic change of gaze.
Zhang Nuo was instantly overawed by the unexpected favor, hurriedly bent down to clink glasses, then tilted her head back and gulped down half a cup of red wine.
