He didn't directly reveal Jing's identity.
This old classmate was currently in a state of despondency.
Some things, when seen with your own eyes, are far more impactful than mere words.
Actually, when he first heard that Zhang Lei was going to Zhongcheng Group headquarters, he thought of letting Jing know once Zhang Lei became familiar with the company environment and settled down, so she could help look after him.
But unexpectedly, barely a month later, Zhang Lei was laid off.
About twenty minutes passed.
"Ring ring ring—" The phone rang.
Picked up the call.
"Song! I'm at the entrance now, parking. Which table are you guys at? I'll come directly to you!"
Tang Song chuckled, holding the phone to his ear, and said gently: "I'm at a booth inside; it's not easy to find, I'll come to the entrance to get you."
"Okay, thanks Song."
Hung up the phone.
Tang Song stood up, patting Zhang Lei on the shoulder: "My girlfriend is here, I'll go pick her up, hang on."
