Zhou Yuwen said, "Sometimes you're just too self-centered. You think Aunt Pan is suitable, but you didn't even ask her opinion."
"Oh, come on, she resigned and has nothing to do anyway. I think you might as well bring her into the company and let her give it a try."
Zhou Yuwen said he's indifferent about it anyway, since the company isn't his.
"The way you say it, am I not yours already?"
"Well, now I can't kiss or touch you, so what difference does it make?" Zhou Yuwen joked.
Su Qing found it funny for a moment and said, "Then come over."
Zhou Yuwen said he'd stop chatting with her for now.
"I'll bring Aunt Pan over."
"Alright then."
Then they hung up the phone just like that.
At nine in the evening in Jinling City, under the dim streetlights, whether it's the elevated highways or newly paved asphalt roads, they're all illuminated by car headlights. The city center is bound to have traffic jams for a while, and the horns are constantly blaring.
