Minister Huang's entourage was not short of capable people; or to put it another way, without real talent, it was impossible to stay by his side.
The secretary pondered briefly before recognizing the person in the photo.
He said: "He came with the Abel family to the Trade Fair last year, if I'm not mistaken, he is their assistant."
Minister Huang passed the photo to him: "Go check the information."
"Alright."
Lin Nianhe sat with the phone in hand, her pupils slightly bright.
No wonder she thought of thirteen possible scenarios, all of which seemed unreasonable.
So it was her old friend saying hello to her.
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Lin was getting anxious as he hadn't heard his daughter speak: "Girl, do you recognize them?"
"Recognize, of course I recognize."
Lin Nianhe's lips curved slightly upwards, her rosy lips uttered five words:
"Nishi Abel."
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