"Congratulations on becoming the second place." Ting Lan saw Chu Mu slowly approaching and a faint smile appeared on her face.
"Thank you." Chu Mu nodded, "Miss Ting Lan, you seem to know the main organizer, could you please help me?" Chu Mu said.
"Oh?" Ting Lan raised her delicate eyebrows.
"I've ordered a spirit item worth 100 million and today is the deadline. It seems like the 30 million in rewards from this year's competition might be delayed, so I want to secure this funding today," Chu Mu said.
"It's just a small matter, I'll just say a word." Ting Lan laughed lightly.
In fact, when Ting Lan noticed that Chu Mu needed her help, she subconsciously assumed it to be a difficult task, never expecting it to be merely a small matter like this. She thought that Chu Mu didn't seem like the type of man who would casually seek help from others, especially since they hardly knew each other.
