"That little girl you know, the one with the last name Xia. Her family is quite something, and after finding out there was such a teacher in their daughter's class, who she interacts with daily, their reaction..."
Weng Pinting was quite meaningful: "You really don't know?"
"Are you talking about Xia Tian?" Nan Zhubin was genuinely surprised this time.
Weng Pinting nodded: "That's the name."
This beautiful supervisor fixed her gaze on Nan Zhubin, who rarely lost his expression management.
After taking in every detailed expression on Nan Zhubin's face, she smiled teasingly: "But since you don't know yet, I won't say more."
Nan Zhubin blinked.
It was an idle chat aside, and Weng Pinting quickly steered the conversation back on track: "I called you over mainly to sign a new contract with you."
Saying this, Weng Pinting slapped a sheet of paper in front of Nan Zhubin.
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