On his way back to the company, Tang Luo received a call from Chen Han.
"Hello, Little Brother Luo, am I disturbing you?"
"Hehe, not yet, have you booked the tickets?"
Tang Luo asked with a smile.
"Mm-hmm, for eight o'clock tonight, is that okay?"
"It's fine, I'll pick you up from the orphanage after work, and we can have dinner together before going to the movie,"
Tang Luo thought for a moment, then said.
"Won't it delay you? If you're busy, just get on with your things, and we can meet at the cinema entrance around eight o'clock,"
Chen Han inquired.
"Not busy at all, let's settle on that, wait for me at the orphanage,"
"Great! Little Brother Luo, why is there wind noise on your side? What are you doing?"
"Driving."
"Oh, then focus on driving, I won't call you anymore, be careful,"
"Okay."
After Chen Han hung up, Tang Luo threw his phone on the passenger seat and sped up.
