Shen Shichu's lips were taut, his face somber as he glared at her as if he wanted to devour her.
This woman was just so dull; she always managed to make people lose face.
After a while, he picked up his smile again, "Jiaojiao, how close are you and Miss Lu?"
"Friends." A simple two words, without elaboration.
"Can you introduce me?"
Nan Jiaojiao: "No."
He smiled, "Jiaojiao, one shouldn't be too rigid. Your friend is my friend. I could have bypassed you, but out of the minimum respect I should give you, let me put it this way, once I start operating that piece of land, it will only be profitable. Lu's is a major investor in the industry; there's no reason to pass up a chance to pick up easy money, right?"
What he meant was, he wanted money.
He wanted Lu's to invest in him.
Did he really think that by guarding a worthless piece of land, he was guarding a gold mine, that everyone eagerly needed to be bringing money to curry favor with him?
