The lighting at the Yan Nuo Center is excellent, with the morning sun slanting in through the blinds.
The greenery used for decoration expands comfortably under the warm rays, feeling like today is a good day.
Nan Zhubin thinks this is extremely good news.
So he says it directly, "That's great!"
Shen Bing feels the same, even more thrilled than Nan Zhubin, "It's that bar owner from before, he finally contacted me today!"
Nan Zhubin: "Hmm... hmm? The bar owner?"
Shen Bing nods repeatedly: "It's that bar owner with the last name Huang, the one seeking emotional consultation. Mr. Nan, can you guess what he told me this morning?"
"... What did he say?"
