Xu Fenglai coughed twice, feeling somewhat guilty.
Previously, Song Niaoniao had reached out to him on WeChat, expressing her desire to intern at his company, which he had politely refused.
"This is so embarrassing," Xie Qin didn't want to trouble him, "There's no hurry for this..."
"How can there be no hurry? You're graduating in a few months, right? Just go to Fenglai's company. A brother should take care of his sister," Xu Songyuan said while looking at the rearview mirror, "Fenglai, do you hear me?"
Xu Fenglai said, "No problem at all."
"Won't it trouble you?" Xie Qin asked, feeling a bit uneasy.
"Not at all," Xu Fenglai now had a good impression of Xie Qin, "Our company deals with artist management, including related promotional work. Miss Song... ahem, Niaoniao studies visual design, right? It's quite relevant to your major. I'll arrange it right away."
