Qiao Muye had once collaborated on a project with Lu Beiyuan's company.
The two had met once.
Lu Beiyuan was not only exceptionally capable but also strikingly handsome. Those who had seen him could hardly forget.
Lu Beiyuan certainly recognized Qiao Muye as well.
While Qiao Muye's name might not appear on the domestic rich list, his wealth had reached an astonishing level.
Lu Beiyuan had just seen him laughing and chatting with Su Nanxing, which did not sit well with him. He greeted faintly, "President Qiao."
"You are in the Capital?" Qiao Muye approached. "Is there a project you're working on?"
"Some personal matters."
"I see." Qiao Muye naturally would not inquire about his personal issues. "Then, let's have a meal together when you are free."
Lu Beiyuan responded, "Whenever you are convenient."
Qiao Muye felt that Lu Beiyuan's attitude was a bit off.
The previous time they met, although Lu Beiyuan was not very warm, he was at least genuine and well-meaning.
