Shen Qianhui looked at her mother with a head full of white hair. Forty-eight years of daily interaction had made her, an orphan lacking familial affection, always place great importance on the Shens.
But she knew that now was the time to make a clean break.
Because if she didn't, Old Madame Shen might take the next step and directly approach the Chus for a collaboration!
Seeing that Qianhui did not speak, Old Madame Shen patiently said, "Qianhui, I'm not asking for much. Either you secure a cooperation with Z Group for me, or you get the Chu Corporation to give us one. If you're embarrassed to speak up, I'll do it..."
Just as expected.
Shen Qianhui suddenly smiled.
"Qianhui, have you come around? It's about time. Why should we, mother and daughter, be so estranged? To them, whether it's Z Group or the Chu Corporation, our request for cooperation is trivial..."
Shen Qianhui interrupted her, "These clothes were indeed bought for me by the Shens..."
