Lawyer Gao smiled knowingly and walked ahead, leading the way.
Gu Xinzhou was led by Song Zhen all the way, following behind.
Her mind was preoccupied, anxious and nervous.
Song Zhen whispered in her ear, "I'll have someone make business cards for you tomorrow, so the next time there is a social event, you needn't shake hands with anyone, just hand out your business card."
Gu Xinzhou had yet to grasp the delicate emotional undertones of Song Zhen's actions.
She nodded absentmindedly, her thoughts still on whether she could meet George's foster mother today.
In a small meeting room.
A female officer served several cups of clear tea and kept glancing at Gu Xinzhou with curiosity, seemingly intrigued by the woman who had captivated the heart of the wealthiest man, before leaving.
Zhang Wei and a colleague responsible for taking notes sat side by side on one side of the conference table, opposite to Song Zhen's group who were also seated side by side.
