In the president's office, time slowly passed.
Just after another call with the capital, the other party sincerely and politely expressed their hope to be involved in Yu Jing Group's new project next year, given that all future golden areas in Jiang City, including the entire Jiang Jian, are in the hands of Yu Jing Group.
Jing Jihan had just hung up the phone when he suddenly heard a faint noise coming from the lounge door. An overseas call was incoming on his cell phone, but he hadn't answered it yet. He glanced in the direction of the lounge.
With just one look, the man's brow instantly twitched fiercely.
Shi Su had just taken a shower not long ago; her hair wasn't even dry, hanging half-damp by her shoulders, contrasting sharply with the white shirt of his she was wearing.
The petite woman wore his shirt, its length barely covering her thighs.
