As soon as the phone connected, Zhao Xinmei's hoarse voice came through.
"Xiao Bin, where are you now?"
Detecting the weakness in her tone, Chen Bin felt as if a knife twisted in his heart.
He quickly replied, "I just finished dinner and I'm at the dorm, what's up?"
"Your godfather has been facing some difficulties in his promotion lately. If possible, try to help him out."
Chen Bin never expected Zhao Xinmei to call him for this matter.
He furrowed his brows, looking quite troubled.
"Mom, I've just started working here for a few days. I'm insignificant, and godfather is such a big official, I really can't..."
"I understand, but he is isolated and without support now; you're the only one who can be considered a helper."
"Alright, I understand."
In Chen Bin's view, even though he couldn't really help Wang Jun much.
He must make a good impression in front of Zhao Xinmei.
If he misses this opportunity, his relationship with his godmother might grow distant in the future.
