Mu Kongwen smiled as he approached Jiang Haitao.
"Hai Tao, I didn't expect to bump into you here. What brings you to Tianhe?"
"Oh, I'm here to do some promotion for a new stage play," answered Jiang Haitao.
Mu Kongwen nodded, "Promoting is good. Hai Tao, you are indeed a rare talent in today's literary and artistic circles. Remember, not only must you cherish your own feathers, you must also continue to produce good works, understand?"
"If there's anything you need my help with, feel free to come to me at any time."
Mu Kongwen had always had high regard for this rare combination of moral character and talent in the literary circle.
Because of this, he had provided quite a bit of resources and help since the other party's debut.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be today's Jiang Haitao.
As for Jiang Haitao, he had always regarded Mu Kongwen as a senior who had shown him kindness, and his respect was profound.
