Lin Beichen watched without delving further. Compliments among women were something he was long accustomed to; what was understood need not always be spoken.
They then took Lin Beichen to a private room on the second floor.
Once seated, Lan Zihua took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Actually, I came to you for something; I'd like to ask you for a favor."
Lin Beichen smiled slightly and said, "As long as it's within my capability, it shouldn't be a problem." His words conveyed confidence and composure, as if anything he wanted to solve was within his reach.
Lan Zihua was slightly surprised at Lin Beichen's straightforwardness and continued, "Actually, it's not too difficult. It's just that our company is facing some trouble; our clients suddenly cut all ties."
On hearing this, Lin Beichen raised an eyebrow slightly, "Isn't your company into design? I remember it's in that field."
