Ye Beisheng, who had just sworn that she would not bow her head no matter what Huo Xiting said, fell silent.
She swallowed her saliva, took small steps, and quietly stuck back to him. "Ninth master ~"
Huo Xiting smiled.
A second ago, Ye Beisheng swore that she would never lower her head, but this second, she revealed a big smile.
"I think you're right! You buying my design drafts is a win-win situation for both of us. Ninth master, you're too great! Not only did you establish Huo Shen International's position in the fashion industry, but you also raised my status. Ninth master, you're so nice ~"
"It seems that Mrs. Huo has changed her mind?" Huo Xiting chuckled.
Ye Beishen had always been flexible. "What do you mean change my mind? I've always wanted to work with you. I was just joking when I gave you the middle finger just now. Actually, I've always wanted to work with Huo Shen International."
