The middle-aged tycoon chuckled with a hint of lewdness in his eyes, "I even gave you Shu Xiaoxiao, what do you think?"
His finger stroked the deed of sale for a moment as if he had finally made up his mind, and Zhou Qiang eventually nodded, "Fine. During the grand court assembly tomorrow, I will speak on your behalf!"
The wealthy man knew that he had almost sealed the deal, so he stood up and said, "Chief of Staff, I'm certain you will not regret this!"
...
At the same time, inside the residence of the Dahua Empire's Minister of Works, the old Minister Chen Jing was tapping his chair's armrest.
All of a sudden, he stopped and turned to look at his visiting close friend who had come to lobby him, inquiring in a drawn-out tone, "Are you sure they will invest in building twenty factories as promised?"
