Gu Moqian parked the car by the roadside and answered the call.
"Mo Qian, is the company busy lately?"
The voice of his mother, Nan Huiru, came through the phone.
"Not too bad."
Gu Moqian responded indifferently.
"Here's the thing—Mom needs to ask you for a favor. Jianian will be returning to the country in a few days, and I've already promised her a position as an intern at the Gu Family company. She's just finished her postgraduate studies, and entering the right company is crucial for starting her career. You know how close I am with Jianian's mother—this is just a little favor, right?"
Gu Moqian listened quietly without replying, but the deep black of his eyes suddenly darkened.
"Mo Qian, why aren't you saying anything? Mom's request isn't unreasonable, right? You've known Jianian since you were kids—she's practically like your little sister. As her older brother, shouldn't you lend her a hand?"
Nan Huiru's tone carried a hint of reprimand.
