"Okay, if you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask. After all, you've always been quite mysterious. But for this, I'm really very thankful to you." Zhao Xinxin wasn't very good at expressing thanks, but her gratitude towards Tangyu was indeed very profound...
"Haha, it's all part of the job, doing things for the company," Tangyu said with a smile.
"Tangyu, I have another question. What exactly are Huangfu Jing's terms?" Zhao Xinxin asked, concerned about whether Xinxin Culture and Art would need to front additional money. A billion yuan probably wouldn't catch Huangfu Jing's eye, and it seemed unlikely that she would drop her own value and reduce her asking price to ninety million voluntarily.
"Didn't I mention it just now? Ninety million," Tangyu answered.
Zhao Xinxin's brow furrowed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed across her face: "Did Huangfu Jing really only ask for ninety million?"
