"Looking at her seat, she's sitting next to Han Wu. Could she be Young Master Han's girlfriend? No way... Does Young Master Han like such plain dishes?"
A table of three women chattered nonstop, like a play being performed. But besides their table, others were also staring and gossiping about that table.
One could only say that celebrities indeed have a big impact.
Initially, Ning Ruixi didn't feel that joining the marketing department was a big deal, but after a meal with eyes at her back nearly poking holes like a honeycomb, she truly realized it.
Sitting next to a handsome guy sure felt good, but the pressure was too much. This kind of blessing wasn't something just anyone could imagine.
After the meal, Ning Ruixi's phone rang.
She hesitated but eventually accepted Chen Lu's kindness, letting him help send back the dishes while she went to take the call.
"So she's Chen Lu's little cutie of a girlfriend. Look, it's the shota that's taking her plate."