But the name of this boss was very unfamiliar, giving an immediate sense that there was something off about him.
"Miss Xiao Jie, how do you do?" The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Jie, his face shining with excitement as if it was smeared with oil.
"President Chen, hello, are we starting to sign the contract now?" Xiao Jie asked the middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man was the president intending to sign a contract with Xiao Jie. He reportedly owns several companies, and this time, he plans to film a shampoo advertisement.
President Chen admired Xiao Jie's long hair – black and flowing, a perfect model for a shampoo advertisement.
"That's not a problem." The middle-aged man nodded. "Miss Xiao Jie, are you free at noon? I would like to invite you to a meal."
The middle-aged man constantly stared at Xiao Jie's chest, his eyes full of lust, as if he wished to throw his eyeballs into it.
