"Oh, Old Xie, what do you mean?"
Hearing Xie Mingsong speak like this, Old Wu couldn't help but feel a bit curious.
Xie Mingsong, as an old friend he's known for over a decade, working in the same industry, he understood him very well.
This guy, his standards are extremely high, and he generally looks down on young people.
These years, he hasn't taken on many students, because of this very reason.
So, when Xie Mingsong praised a young person like this, Old Wu's surprise was understandable.
"I see he's just in his twenties. Even if he has a strong family background, he's just graduated from school. Is he really as capable as you say?" Old Wu couldn't help but take another look at Lu Xuan's back. No matter how you look at it, he's just in his early twenties. How capable could he really be?
He was doubtful, even finding it hard to believe.
A mysterious smile appeared on Xie Mingsong's face: "Have you heard about the acute heart attack case from a few days ago?"
