"Need a ride on my bike?"
As Lu Xiang jogged to the entrance of the yard, Song Lan was standing next to his bicycle, waiting for her arrival, when he made the offer.
"No, thanks, I still have a pile of documents on my desk, and I need to get back to them later."
Lu Xiang politely declined, standing on the other side of the silver-gray bicycle, she took the initiative to walk forward.
Song Lan nodded and, pushing his bicycle alongside, moved forwards, "Well, let's walk then. Work should always be balanced with rest."
"I didn't expect your side to wrap things up so quickly. The company didn't give you the runaround, did they?"
Lu Xiang glanced at Song Lan without changing her expression, "What did their promotional campaign director say?"
"Guan Lili said the company has no leads either, and if there's any development, she would contact me immediately."
"Hmm, got it."
