At this moment, Gu Yue was so pleasured she couldn't speak; the only responses she could muster were through her actions.
While nodding, Zhang Hao also increased the strength in his hands.
The sudden increase in pressure did not bring any displeasure to Gu Yue.
"Seeing you so devoted to treating me, I'll take care of that favor you asked for," she said.
"I didn't want to go to that party, but for you, I've decided to join in on the fun."
"But after it's done, how do you plan to thank me?"
Zhang Hao hadn't really thought about how to express his gratitude.
"What do you need, President Gu?" he asked.
Gu Yue chuckled, "I don't really 'need' anything. What can you offer me? You know I'm a businessperson."
"The most important thing for a businessperson is profit. I can't help you for nothing; playing the martyr is only suitable for TV dramas."
Gu Yue's comment left Zhang Hao at a loss for words.
