Seeing Zhou Mingchen walk in, Lu Shengming hurriedly stepped forward, "Please come in."
Tonight's dinner was set at home, with only Lu Shengming, Song Xianying, and Zhou Mingchen present. Once all the dishes were brought to the table, the housekeeper left them alone in the dining room to talk.
"Achen, it's really great to have you over for dinner today." Lu Shengming said with a smile, "Our families have drifted apart since your father's passing, though I did hold you when you were little."
Zhou Mingchen lifted his glass and tapped it against his.
Song Xianying joined the conversation, "Yes, he often talks about your father. Even after all these years, there's still a connection in his heart." She smiled at Zhou Mingchen and continued, "Also, I feel really grateful for the contract you signed with Hefeng Cement Factory. I always wanted to invite you over for a meal as thanks but was afraid you were too busy."
