Su Ji's Legs Are Not Legs, They're...

Su Ji licked off the egg white on her fingertips and raised her hand.

[ "Sorry, I don't have her contact information." ]

Ms. Lan was busy preparing a few drafts, and her assistant was helping her check her WeChat.

Seeing Su Ji's reply, the assistant's expression fell and he handed her the phone. "Ms. Lan, Ms. Su isn't willing to help…"

Ms. Lan glanced at the phone. There was no change in her expression, as if she had already expected it. "Help me say thank you."

The assistant replied with an "oh" and muttered softly, "Ms. Su is so stingy. They've worked together. How can she not have her contact information? She's not even willing to help with such a small favor. To think that Ms. Lan helped her coordinate the reward for PK competition back then..."

Ms. Lan tidied up the interview script in her hand and put the information aside. Her actions were experienced and her lips curled into a smile.