Huo Dongke let out a laugh, slowly starting, "No, I'm here to discuss terms with you!" His face was brimming with confidence.
Tang Anzhi narrowed her eyes at him, pondered for a moment, and then put the internal line phone down.
She sat in her office chair, spun around once, fixing her eyes on him with a cold smile tugging at the corner of her mouth, "Well then, let's hear it. What sort of terms does Mr. Huo have that make you so confident?"
Though Huo Dongke's expression didn't reveal much as she stared him down, his heart was pounding ceaselessly.
It was a phenomenon he had never experienced before. He wasn't stupid, and with last night's groundwork, he vaguely understood that he had a fondness for this person, and it was probably more than just a fondness—
"Huangfu Zheng..."
