In the car, Lü Wenhan and Xu Fang were chatting.
"You went to great lengths to find out about my leg injury and to help me find a doctor. What help could Zhao Sen possibly provide to make it worth your while?" Lü Wenhan was somewhat curious.
"I have a hotpot restaurant that needs to find a branch location, and he works in real estate, so it's easier for him to help me find properties," Xu Fang didn't hide the truth and simply spelled it out.
"Just for a few stores? Why can't you use a real estate agent? They're very professional, too," Lü Wenhan said, unimpressed.
"Boss Zhao doesn't charge an intermediary fee," Xu Fang said casually.
Pfft!
A metaphorical burst of blood almost spewed from Lü Wenhan's mouth: "Just to save that bit of intermediary fee, you think it's worth the risk of offending the Lü Family by seeking me out?"
"You're beautiful and kind-hearted. How could you possibly bear a grudge against me, am I right?" Xu Fang hastily flattered her.
