"President Lin, standing next to Xiaocong, I almost thought you were his sister at first glance."
Lu Liang was all smiles. Having previously sold properties, he often dealt with middle-aged women and knew exactly what they liked.
Moreover, unlike before, he was now the owner of Tianxing Capital, which gave his words a weight far superior to that of the past.
Even a simple compliment coming from a real estate agent versus a mogul of capital felt entirely different to the recipient.
Lin Ting couldn't stop smiling and waved her hands dismissively, "Mr. Lu, you're too kind, but honestly, Xiaocong indeed grew up a bit too quickly."
"Mom, didn't you say you had something to do? Why aren't we leaving yet?"
Seeing Lu Liang chatting so happily with his mother, Wang Xiaocong was extremely annoyed, and his resentment deepened. If they kept talking, he feared he might have to start calling Lu Liang 'Uncle Lu.'