Xu Niannian got off the train and encountered an acquaintance at the station.
Zhao Zhigang, that man she had met earlier at her milk tea shop, even gave her his business card then.
Strictly speaking, Xu Niannian and he were not really familiar with each other, only having met once.
She recognized him because there were so many people getting off the train, and the crowd behind was constantly pushing forward; Xu Niannian was almost knocked down by an old lady.
Luckily, Zhao Zhigang pulled her to safety in time.
"Thank you."
"Are you okay?"
Both looked up, one offering thanks, the other expressing polite concern. Upon seeing each other's faces, both were taken aback.
"Is it you?"
Xu Niannian was the first to recover and smiled politely, "Thank you just now."
"It was nothing," Zhao Zhigang said with gentlemanly grace.
Looking at Xu Niannian's exceptional face, the idea that Zhao Zhigang had before came rushing back.
"Did you look at the business card I gave you?"
