Cheng Hao seemed like a different person altogether, no longer as lively as before, nor as irreverent.
His gaze had become more reserved and mature.
He was still that Cheng Hao, yet he was no longer that Cheng Hao.
Cheng Hao flicked his bangs and said, "What, don't recognize me?"
"Of course I recognize you, boss Cheng." Xu Nianhua observed him in a shirt and trousers, with shiny leather shoes that hardly looked like something a schoolmate would wear.
Cheng Hao grinned and said, "I love hearing that."
Pei Yicheng parked the car and overheard Cheng Hao. He slung his camera over his shoulder and said, "Haozi, when Liunian is a big hit, you'll truly be boss Cheng."
"I have confidence in Liunian."
Cheng Hao had exceptional confidence in Liunian's hand cream.
"This is for you and Xiaoning," Pei Yicheng handed over a bag, saying, "Hand cream."
"It's already produced?"
Xu Nianhua was somewhat surprised. From starting the factory to now, wasn't it just two months?
