C143 Aunt Zhang and Her Daughter's Thoughts

Lu Chengwen sat in his office. The reflection of his glasses made it hard to see his eyes.

His hand swept across the resume on the table that he had intended to throw away.

"Zhang Wenni. . . " Lu Chengwen read the name on the resume neither too fast nor too slow, and the corner of his mouth could not help but curl up.

Ever since Gu Mingze helped Uncle Zhang in the store