The first floor of the Deep Space Technology Building is the reception lobby.
Gu Jianlin sat on the sofa, holding a tablet computer, reading knowledge related to team operations.
"Here's your iced cola."
Chen Qing approached gracefully, bent over and placed a can of iced cola in front of him, saying expressionlessly, "Sometimes I really have this illusion, as if I've gotten myself another little young master."
"Thank you."
Gu Jianlin curiously asked, "Sister Chen Qing, why do you call him young master?"
The title feels quite strange in today's society.
Chen Qing sat next to him and replied coolly, "Because I was an orphan when I was a child, and he took me in. At that time, the Lu Family didn't agree, so he raised me outside, using his pocket money to bring me up."
Gu Jianlin froze: "Raised with pocket money? As expected from an Ascender family—truly wealthy."
By comparison, in his own Ascender family, he was the only one left now.
"That's how it is."
