"You said, how much should I quote tomorrow?"
Wen Shulin's slightly closed eyes opened.
She watched the sweat drip down his sharply defined face, yet his gaze was as fervent as fire, really unsure how Chen Cheng managed to keep a cool head at this time.
"I... I said last time..."
Wen Shulin also tried to engage in the conversation, her words haltingly delivered,
"Mr. Jin's transaction price was 2.4 billion, CGG's bottom line, the contract... lists 2.43 billion, on your side..."
Wen Shulin seemed to crash altogether, seeing the bad smirk on Chen Cheng's face, instantly realizing, she had been manipulated by this man again.
However, this also triggered her new experience.
Wen Shulin was never one to admit defeat, she flipped over, propping her hands on Chen Cheng's knees, saying, "How much do you want to quote?"
Chen Cheng leaned against the pillow, savoring this beautiful scene.
