"Nuonuo's book has its strengths and weaknesses. After discussing with my team, we're offering nine hundred thousand, before taxes. What do you think?"
Jiang Xu was interested.
The price met his expectations.
He didn't haggle, instead immediately agreeing: "Alright, let's do that. Tomorrow, I'll send someone to sign the contract with Sister Xiaoyuan."
After hanging up, Jiang Xu went to the door of An Nuonuo's room and knocked.
The door was quickly opened.
An Nuonuo had just taken a bath, her hair damp.
Unexpectedly, a line of poetry came to Jiang Xu's mind.
'The warm springs leave a lingering fragrance, a lotus emerging from the water glows red.'
"What's up, Brother Jiang?" An Nuonuo asked in a sweet, clear voice.
Jiang Xu observed a phenomenon.
Every time An Nuonuo finished bathing, her voice would become exceptionally gentle.
Her speech was soft and delicate to begin with, but after a bath, it was scaled down even further.
If she even slightly knew how to flirt.
