"Sheng is right; Jian Gao is an honest man. Young people these days really have it tough, but no matter what, we must go toast to his wedding,"
Su Mucheng shrank her head and said, "Ah? Uncle Li didn't let me speak randomly about Qiao Ze outside. I accidentally slipped just now. You grandpas mustn't tell Uncle Li it was me who told you."
"Haha, don't worry, we won't. He's getting married; Xu Dajiang must know about it, right? We'll just say we heard it from Xu Dajiang," Zhang Zhijian said with a chuckle.
"Phew... that's good, thank you both,"
"Alright, let's stop chatting, let's eat,"
...
At the Xi Lin Mathematical Research Institute, Lv Bei was very efficient. In just the time it took to eat lunch, a new position was added in Qiao Ze's office.
Luckily, the previous office was spacious enough at over fifty square meters, and even with an added desk, it didn't feel too cramped.
