Li Yuntang's eyes were deeply amused, as if he was almost smiling.
A knowing look flashed across Pei Mingyao's face, not noticing the sudden strange expression of the middle-aged man beside him.
Under these ambiguous gazes, Yan Xiaye thick-skinnedly pretended nothing had happened and confidently walked over with Wei Qingyu.
Sitting back in her previous seat, she put on the manner of a lady, and with an air of significance, she said lightly, "Mr. Pei, I wonder if there's any suitable work recently that could be arranged for..."
At this, she forgot Wei Qingyu's stage name and mumbled, "Yu?"
"Since the lady has asked, any job will be no problem. I'll have the manager come over later to let him choose slowly."
Pei Mingyao smiled contentedly and agreed without a second thought.
He had intended to do Yan Xiaye a favor in this manner, thereby establishing some semblance of friendship between them.
"Thank you then."
