"Who runs a business like you do, holding meetings over every minor detail? If you're not tired, who will be?"
On the other side, in Building 2, Block B of Nanhu Industrial Park, Lu Jincheng patted Zhou Sinin's little head, unable to suppress his amusement.
"What's with that look?"
Inside Zhou Sinin's private office, where only Lu Jincheng and she were present, the girl blinked her peachy, watery eyes and tilted her head to ask.
"Now we're no longer a little workshop in Beiyuan. Our status has changed."
Lu Jincheng pulled up a stool and sat down opposite Zhou Sinin.
"So what does that mean?"
Zhou Sinin cradled her chin in her hands, resting her arms on the office desk, and stared straight at Lu Jincheng, slightly lost in a daze.
He really looks kind of handsome today...
