Xiao Ran asked "Are you going to City A?", then realized he had asked something obvious.
Xiao Ran quickly looked up information on the computer: "In three days, the French Restaurant in City A will officially open to the public. There's a ribbon-cutting event arranged for Vice President Lin and a few managers to attend."
"Tell Vice President Lin he doesn't need to go."
Xiao Ran immediately understood: "I'll make the arrangements, your flight ticket will be booked shortly."
"Book it for today."
"Okay."
Mu Shuoqian hung up the phone and then left the house.
Around noon, he estimated it was about time and called Gu Qili.
She seemed to be eating, continuously chewing in her mouth.
"Did the defense go well?"
"It went well." Gu Qili swallowed the stewed pork rice in her mouth, laughing, "I think the string of eighteen beads is magical, I performed exceptionally well today, passed on the spot, and it won't be long before I can get my diploma."
He chuckled lightly, happy for her.
