Shen Fanyun returned empty-handed and could only go back to Lu Jinshu's office.
Lu Jinshu gave Shen Fanyun a meaningful look. "Has she left?"
"She's gone," Shen Fanyun shrugged, his tone helpless.
Lu Jinshu just said, "Oh," and motioned for Shen Fanyun to come over for tea.
Shen Fanyun asked, "Don't you have anything you want to ask?"
Lu Jinshu suddenly seemed a bit melancholic. He picked up the cigarette Shen Fanyun had handed him and lit it skillfully before slowly exhaling a long puff of white smoke.
"What you young people get up to is none of my business," he said. "However, if you dare to bully Feiyan, then this old man will have to fight you."
Lu Jinshu was half-joking, half-serious. His gaze fell on Lu Feiyan's personal belongings left on the office sofa, where a black poster caught his attention.
Shen Fanyun took the hint, walked over, and picked it up.
A debut poster?
