After taking a shower, Xia Lu came downstairs and saw Zhou Mingchen sitting on the sofa reading a book, so she sat on the sofa next to him.
"I have a question I'd like to consult you on." She specifically used the word "consult" to place Zhou Mingchen in a higher position that she needed advice from, so he couldn't easily refuse to answer or mock her; he had to patiently tell her everything he knew.
Zhou Mingchen didn't put down the book in his hands, nor did he even lift his head. "Ask."
His reaction was a bit cold, but Xia Lu didn't mind as long as she got the answer she wanted. Good manners can't solve an urgent problem or help her studio profit smoothly, can it? Of course, the answer was no.
"If we want to cooperate with a well-known big company in the industry, how can we protect our studio's interests to the maximum extent?"
