Jiang She was always decisive and efficient, and with just one phone call, a mini bar was set up in his own office, showcasing an array of fine wines.
Xu Han moved behind the bar counter, her eyes fixated on the displayed alcohol. With her broad knowledge and experience, the prices of the wines were no mystery to her.
"Jiang, I am genuinely moved by your willingness to spend three million yuan to set up this wall of wine, just so that we can drink anytime." Xu Han's voice trembled with excitement.
Even if all this was just a beautiful dream, she was willing to immerse herself in it, unable to extricate herself.
Jiang She returned to his boss chair, his attractive almond eyes looking at the wine cabinet, the corner of his mouth curled up in a playful smirk.
Last night, the shock that appeared on Wen Zhiyao's face when she learned he was bringing Xu Han back to the company was something Jiang She couldn't forget.
