Qiao Yin whispered, "President Lu, this is my friend, watch what you say."
"Friend?"
Lu Lingche frowned slightly, reaching out to take the materials on the table, but Qiao Yin immediately took them away. "These are my friend's stuff, which involves trade secrets. Please do not touch them, President Lu."
Lu Lingche gave her a cold look, then glanced at Song Zhu.
Song Zhu had already risen and reached out to him. "President Lu, it's nice to meet you. My name is Song Zhu, I'm a friend of Doctor Qiao."
But Lu Lingche outright ignored him and said to Qiao Yin, "Your blind date choices, one is worse than the other."
Song Zhu, beyond awkward, withdrew his hand, his face white and then flushed.
Qiao Yin was quite angry, her tone changed, "It's none of your business, please leave and don't disturb us while we eat. Your presence spoils our appetite."