Just then, in the restroom, Qiao Yi's classmate, also dressed in Wing Dragon clothes, found an excuse to exchange children with a classmate's mom and came out. It was a close call, and luckily, Lu Moqing didn't suspect anything.
"President."
"President Lu, have you finished handling your business?"
President Ling across the table kindly asked.
"Yes, it's settled, and thank you, President Ling, for your concern."
Lu Moqing nodded politely but distantly, "For the matter of the project, President Ling, you can send someone to contact our company anytime. I won't take up more of your time today."
Although Lu Moqing was polite, President Ling, a seasoned businessperson, could tell that he was being ushered out, so he changed his mind about inviting Lu Moqing to dinner and said, "Then I will leave first, and I hope that President Lu will stay here for a few more days to let me play the role of the host."
"You're too kind, President Ling."
