"If you want, I could arrange that for you too."
He Zhiwei parried with a move of her own, turning the tables to take control.
Given Old He's credentials, those willing to be matched with him could easily circle the company's underground parking lot three times.
"No need."
Did he really need matchmaking to find a partner?
That really underestimated him.
"When you played basketball with Cai Zhiping, I thought you were interested in his daughter," He Zhiwei teased.
"Don't spout nonsense."
He Yannian tightened his expression, assuming a father's authority as he said in a deep voice.
He Zhiwei wisely turned off her mic and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.
Emotional debts are hard to repay.
It's not that she didn't understand.
When Old He first took over the company, Cai Zhiping had lent him a hand, so Old He had always kept this favor in mind.
