"Ah, Ms. Hu," Chen Bin waved his hand.
Before, in order to secure the investment from Xinneng, he had spent no small effort on this woman.
But ever since he got the investment, he had never contacted her again.
Upon seeing Chen Bin, Hu Xueqin's face lit up with joy.
Today, she was wearing mature professional attire, which could not conceal her body's sensuality, with a hint of snowy white at the neckline that drew the eye.
Her two slender legs seemed to barely touch the fabric of her trousers, straight and sharp, with her snow-white ankles dazzling.
"Mr. Chen, I owe you a lot this time."
"Hm? What for?"
"You don't know yet?" Hu Xueqin said earnestly, "Ever since we invested in Baolong, their performance has been soaring, and we've made a good profit. The company has rewarded me several times."
"Ah..." Chen Bin chuckled, "That's due to your discerning eye, not my credit."
