Early in the morning, upon arriving at the company, Zhou Mingchen handed a cell phone to Xia Lu, "Your new phone."
Xia Lu silently took it, "Thank you."
"Memorize my number." Zhou Mingchen commanded, then turned and walked toward his desk.
Xia Lu made a face behind his back, just as Qiu Cheng walked in through the door and caught her in the act; she quickly pretended to be busy working.
Qiu Cheng gave her a couple of looks and walked over to Zhou Mingchen, "Director Zhou, take a look at this." He approached Zhou Mingchen and deliberately lowered his voice.
"Where did this come from?" Zhou Mingchen asked.
Leaning closer to his ear, Qiu Cheng whispered, "It's from a media contact who's close to us. It was supposed to be on today's front page, but I managed to suppress it."
"Well done," Zhou Mingchen nodded.
"Director Zhou, should I investigate this person?" Qiu Cheng continued to inquire.
