"Actually, I can tell."
Sun Che waved his hand to stop what Meng Zhao was about to say. He looked at Musheng, a hint of realization in his eyes, "If we were to extend the contract term, you definitely wouldn't sign it, would you?"
There was a touch of helplessness in his words, but it was unclear whom the helplessness was directed at.
Musheng didn't deny it and simply nodded in acknowledgment, "Yes, President Sun."
After the incident that happened last time, she had thought about it; she would only stay in Huale for the three years of her contract because she planned to lead a carefree life. Although Huale had given her enough freedom, the future was uncertain, and Huale did not have enough bargaining chips to keep her, of that she was certain.
The resources she currently had at hand were things that even Huale couldn't secure for her.
