Gu Weiwei chuckled and did not deny her guess.

They said that they were going out for dinner, but they would leave after showing up politely.

Ji Cheng protested in displeasure.

“You and your President are together all the time, and you haven’t eaten with us for a long time. Don’t you feel guilty that you value your man over your friends?”

Gu Weiwei chuckled. “I am probably a heartless person, which is why it doesn’t hurt.”

The three of them left MG happily and drove to a quiet teahouse on a pedestrian street.

Gu Weiwei asked for a pot of black tea and some dried fruits, and the three of them put down the dresses and took a rest.

Luo Qianqian brought out the music score from her bag and gave it to her.

“Director Mo’s new film is about the era in Shanghai, and this is the first draft I wrote; I haven’t given it to him yet.”

Gu Weiwei took a look at the music score and the lines. It turned out that it had been recorded too, and so all kinds of musical instruments were playing melodiously in the quiet room.

When the song finished playing, Luo Qianqian said, “I feel that something is missing, what do you think?”

“It does feel a bit lacking,” Gu Weiwei said and replayed the recording.

Luo Qianqian looked at her calmly and said nothing.

Ji Cheng sipped the tea and did not interrupt their music discussion.

Gu Weiwei asked after she played the recording three times, “Got a pen?”

Luo Qianqian took out a pen from the bag and gave it to her. “What’s missing?”

Gu Weiwei circled out the chorus. “I suggest that the lyrics should be more powerful so that they are more profound.”

“Yes, I only focused upon the prosperity and features of Shanghai, but I did forget about that.” Luo Qianqian nodded.

Gu Weiwei circled out the introductory section. “For the first section, I suggest turning it into the sound of an old Shanghai gramophone, so that the characters can be brought into the right place and time, and it will fit the movie better.”

Luo Qianqian took over the score and made some changes, then gave it back to Gu Weiwei.

For the entire afternoon, the three of them were in the teahouse, making music with Luo Qianqian.

Gu Weiwei and Ji Cheng drank the tea as they waited, occasionally giving their own opinions. Their hard work paid off and they finally finished the song after one whole afternoon.

“It is late, let me drive you home,” Gu Weiwei checked the time and said.

“No thanks, you can go on a date with your President.” Ji Cheng packed up her bag and turned her down.

Luo Qianqian agreed with her. “We can take a taxi home, you better go on a date with him, otherwise your President will be displeased.”

Gu Weiwei did not insist on seeing them off when she received Fu Hanzheng’s text.

“Alright, be careful. We can meet again when you have time. I am very free now.”

“I will visit your children at home after the competition,” Ji Cheng said.

“Okay.” Gu Weiwei agreed with a smile.

Ji Cheng and Luo Qianqian left the teahouse and Gu Weiwei made a call to Fu Hanzheng.

“Are you done with work?”

“I’m on my way home, I can pick you up,” Fu Hanzheng said.

“No thanks, just tell me the address and I will drive there myself, so no need to pick me up. That way no one will have a reason to drive me back,” Gu Weiwei said.

Fu Hanzheng told her the address. “Did you bring the invitation card I left this morning?”

“Yes, it is not far from here, I can go there myself,” Gu Weiwei said.

“Okay, see you later,” Fu Hanzheng said.