Half an hour later, in a coffee shop in Central Circle.
"Xing, it's rare for you to seek me out. What is it that you need my help with?"
"You couldn't explain clearly over the phone. Why did you insist on meeting me out here in the middle of the night?"
Looking at Zhou Xingxing, who had just hurried in and appeared somewhat restrained, Li Qingxia asked with a puzzled face.
Both of them were public figures. Although it was quiet in a hotel room, it was not appropriate for them to meet there.
After all, it was night.
If Zhou Xingxing were to go to Li Qingxia's room at this time of night, and someone with ulterior motives saw this, the entertainment tabloids tomorrow might fabricate some outrageous gossip.
"Qingxia, I heard that this trip to Xiangjiang for you is to shoot an advertisement for a liquor company from the Mainland?"
Zhou Xingxing sat down opposite Li Qingxia, deliberately keeping a bit of distance as he spoke hesitantly.
