Zhou Yiquan laughed heartily.
Tang Yiming, who was a bit more sensitive, noticed Ruan Jinghong's absent-mindedness and asked, "Ruan, what's got you down? You seem a bit off."
"It's nothing, really, just the thing I mentioned to you all last time we drank. I just happened to run into General Manager Lu from Yalong Real Estate and got a cold shoulder. Looks like I can't count on Yalong Real Estate..."
Ruan Jinghong, being among friends, had nothing to hide and spoke self-deprecatingly.
"Yalong Real Estate?" Tang Yiming was taken aback. "Lu Conglin?"
"Not Lu Conglin, my father's social circle isn't that extensive. It's Lu Yuansong from a subsidiary of the Yalong Real Estate Group, you know?"
Ruan Jinghong waved his hand.
"Oh, I've heard a bit about him, like Lu Yuansong is somewhat related to Lu Conglin."
Tang Yiming nodded first, then smiled and pointed at Ruan.
