That morning, Lu Chen came out of a company after finishing his business negotiations. Ding's noodle shop happened to be nearby.
So he went there and ate a bowl of fat sausage noodles.
Ding Soong wiped his hands, then sat opposite him, "Brat, how are you and that girl doing?"
"What girl?" Lu Chen raised his head and asked.
"That's the little girl who came last time to eat noodles!"
"We are just colleagues." Lu Chen said vaguely.
These days, Su Wei'er had been shooting commercials outside the country. The two of them had never met, but they did chat on WeChat.
"Boy, it's going to be difficult!" Ding Soong sighed.
"What difficulties?"