"Xiao Qin, I've got something I'd like to consult you about."
Qin Mu swallowed hard.
He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. "You're not... also thinking of suing someone, are you?"
Song Tiancheng nodded, surprised. "How did you know?"
The corner of Qin Mu's mouth twitched.
He had no choice but to put down his phone, stop slacking off, and ask, "What happened? Weren't you jogging by the riverbank this afternoon?"
Old Song enjoyed fishing. When he wasn't fishing, he liked to jog along the riverbank.
The last incident, the case of saving the drowning dog... Old Song was the one who had discovered it.
"Yeah, I was jogging along just fine when suddenly someone approached me trying to sell health products. They even claimed the products were state-approved. As if I'd fall for that kind of trick!"
Song Tiancheng sat down on a chair.
