After receiving Zhuo Yannan's affirmative response, Leng Zimo finally hung up the phone.
"Zimo!" Xu Xiaoyang approached from not far away, "Remember to write me a postcard later, with your autograph and some good wishes."
"Teacher Xu, what are you doing?" Leng Zimo asked, puzzled.
"One of my little friends is your fan; she knew I was with you and even called to ask about you," Xu Xiaoyang said with a smile. "I really admire this girl. Do you want me to introduce you to her? You're not getting any younger, work is important, but don't neglect your personal life too much. When I was your age, I was already a father."
Anderson, seeing the two of them chatting, walked over curiously.
He couldn't understand Chinese, so he asked Xu Xiaoyang curiously what they were talking about.
"Nothing much, I'm just preparing to introduce a girlfriend to Zimo," Xu Xiaoyang said with a smile.
"Really?" Anderson smirked, "You don't need to worry about that; Mo already has a girlfriend."
