Ms. Zhao was very pleased with her ability to pick up the cues and said with a smile, "No need, I can afford a meal! Your son is at that age where you need to spend money, so don't be polite with me!"
Mu Yiliang thought it over and didn't insist: "Then thank you."
"Let's go quickly." Ms. Zhao chuckled.
This young woman looked so lively; it was hard to believe she already had a seven-year-old son.
"Gu Qingqian's sudden transfer to our department actually has its reasons," Ms. Zhao said as they walked. "Fengye is probably going to have major projects this year, and the boss is being pinned down by the other directors, so he's in a hurry to bring his son into the company to help him. That guy is only twenty-two this year and won't get his degree until June. Can you believe it?"
Mu Yiliang nodded in agreement: "He looks like he has a bad temper. Could he be someone who seeks quick success?"
