Every time, powerless in front of Xu Ai, he hated the self that was confined to a wheelchair.
He actually had no way to deal with Xu Ai.
"Director Liu, why not, try to please me?" Xu Ai circled in front of him, leaning slightly against the glass door, her posture elegant, her expression exuding the confident dominance of an urban beauty, locking eyes steadily with Liu Zheng.
"What do you mean?"
Liu Zheng suddenly had a foreboding feeling.
"You're so drunk you can't please the people inside, so why not try to please me? I have more integrity than them," Xu Ai said matter-of-factly. She could wield more influence for Zhongyun, securing more loans.
Liu Zheng let out a cold laugh, "Your integrity went bankrupt with me a long time ago."
