"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Su Wen, looking at Liu Die talking about her future plans with such animated excitement, laughed even more mischievously, "Our company specializes in medical research, what kind of degree do you have, and does your specialty even match ours?"
"Are you asking for death, Su Wen?" Liu Die's delicate hands immediately reached for Su Wen's neck, but her hands were too small, and even when clasped together, they were not as thick as Su Wen's neck.
"I'm not wrong, am I?" Su Wen laughed heartily, "We're taking the high-end route, exporting intellectual property and patents. People whose specialties don't match are of no use to us, even if we hire them."
"Of course, if you, Liu Die, truly want to join my company, it's not impossible to get in through the back door, but shouldn't one who comes in through the back door be subjected to some, let's say, 'unwritten rules'?"
As Su Wen spoke, his hands once again ventured beneath the hem of Liu Die's strap dress.
