Pang Shen's lips twitched violently, and he held the glass cup in his hand, gently turning it as if to appear calm.
After glancing at Jiang Yunyang for the third time, he asked amiably, "May I ask what to call this agent?"
Jiang Yunyang's eyes brightened, and upon being reminded, he seemed to recall something. He placed his briefcase back on his lap and fished out a business card-like item from its outermost pocket, which he then placed on the coffee table between them and casually pushed it towards Pang Shen.
However, due to his short arms, he only managed to push it a short distance before it couldn't go any further.
Pang Shen maintained a polite smile and bent over to reach for the card himself.
Xia Xing was quite interested and got up to sit beside him, looking at it together.
'XX Publishing House, XX New Media Plan, XX Electronics Technology Limited Company…'
The small print at the front listed several company names, while the somewhat larger print detailed his title—
