Brother Yu saw her pitiable little expression, reached out, and ruffled her hair, "I thought it was something serious, the tools needed for TV production, right? Leave it to me."
"Leave it to you? Brother Yu, do you have any good ideas?" Jiang Mianmian looked at Yu Cheng curiously and asked.
"You don't need to worry about that. If I say I have a way, then I have a way," Yu Cheng said confidently.
"That's great, Brother Yu, I knew you were the most amazing. There's nothing you can't handle," Jiang Mianmian praised shamelessly.
"Alright, stop trying to butter me up. Let's go, come with me to make a phone call," Yu Cheng said indulgently, looking at her ingratiating little manner.
"Mhm, let's go." Jiang Mianmian was no longer bothered by the cold outside as she obediently donned her thick cotton clothes and fluffy cotton hat, greeted Su Wanyu, and followed Yu Cheng out.