Tan Weiwei forced a laugh, "Tongtong, you really know how to joke, what... undermining? I was just having a casual chat with Mr. Lu, right, Mr. Lu?"
Lu Nancheng raised his eyebrows but didn't speak.
That was taken as his consent.
"That's for the best." Ran Tong's smile deepened, "Nancheng, shall we go back? Xiaoqian seems tired."
As if rehearsed in advance, the usually energetic Lu Xiaoqian immediately opened his little mouth and yawned a big yawn.
Lu Nancheng touched his son's round little head, "Okay."
After speaking, he stood up carrying him.
Tan Weiwei also stood up immediately, "Mr. Lu."
She took a business card out of her bag nearby and handed it over with both hands, "Here's my card. About the job search, I might need to trouble Mr. Lu to keep an eye out for me. I've just returned to the country and really don't understand the domestic market very well."
She was not one for endless probing and hesitation. She had come out of the restaurant earlier for that reason.
