Tan Deming smiled. "Well, thank you so much. Let me treat you to lunch. It's almost time to eat anyway."
Old Tang waved a hand. "No need, we already have plans. We'll see each other again if we get the chance."
Worried that Tan Deming would insist on treating them, Old Tang got up to leave, with Old Wei right behind him. Tan Deming overheard them talking, "There's a pretty good story in this issue, the one right at the beginning. The writing is solid, and the premise is very original…"
Tan Deming's graying eyebrows rose slightly. He walked over to the magazine, flipped through it casually, and saw that the first story was Tan You's. He smiled, said nothing, and returned to sit down across from her.
