Seeing that Zhou Xuan's tone was not small, Shan Yue also typed a few words on the keyboard. "I'll be waiting anytime, my defeated opponent."
With that last sentence, Shan Yue exited the competition program and turned off her computer. She looked at the two million yuan that had been transferred to her phone and leisurely leaned against the backrest with her legs crossed.
Just as Shan Yue was resting with her eyes closed, the ringtone broke this moment of peace. Shan Yue looked at the familiar phone number on her phone and thought for a moment before picking it up. "What's wrong, Mayor Han? What's the matter?"
"Sorry to disturb you, Miss Shan. It's actually nothing serious. It's just that my son has always admired Miss Shan very much and wants to ask if Miss Shan can do me the honor of having a meal with me tomorrow."
