"We can only do this," Liang said.
During their conversation, a knock on the door sounded and Qin Siyuan entered the office, carrying a pot of shrimp and crab congee.
"Thank you, Director Qin."
Hu Weiwei hurriedly took the bag and took out the matching bowls and chopsticks, "Mr. Lu, how about we eat together?"
People working in the internet industry not only had irregular daily schedules but also ate meals at irregular times.
This meal should have been her first of the day, and her last meal seemed to be yesterday noon. She contacted Qin Siyuan and arranged for him to pick up the food on his way over.
"I barely ate this evening either."
Lu Liang nodded. His flight had been in the evening, and although the plane offered meals, the taste was indescribable.
"After accessing DiDi's database, how is the progress of the intelligent driving product development?" Lu Liang peeled shrimp and dipped it in broad bean sauce.
