"This is the first time I've seen someone talk about crime so openly, it's quite impressive." Pei Yan wiped the eye crust from his eyes and flicked it onto the clean and tidy coat of the young man, shook his body, and said, "Alright, I've heard you. Leave me a contact, let me think it over, and I'll get in touch if I decide to go along."
As the young man's smile gradually stiffened, he looked down at the small stain on his coat with disgust, then looked up at Pei Yan, "Mr. Pei, are you kidding me?"
"No, I'm really interested, but you have to let me finish the New Year celebrations and think it over, right? Just leave me a business card, don't you have one? You said the company is so big, yet there's no business card! How about WeChat? Let's add each other on WeChat." Pei Yan spoke earnestly while pulling out his phone.
