As she pondered whether or not to make a move, her cellphone rang.
"Have you arrived in Beijing?" Lou Ting walked through a gate, where everyone wore protective suits and greeted him as he went straight inside.
Yun Yue gave a lazy response with her feet on the desk and her chair tilted backward, her voice indifferent, "How's that batch of goods coming along?"
"They're being produced as quickly as possible, should be ready in three days," Lou Ting said after glancing at the report handed to him by his secretary.
"Same old rules, take three suits to auction?"
Yun Yue thought for a moment, "Make it five. That batch cost me quite a bit of money. I need to earn some material costs back."
Lou Ting laughed with a snort, "You're pretty bold, aren't you afraid Qiu Jun will come after you?"
A cold light flashed in Yun Yue's eyes, her tone icy, "Do we have a small account between us?"
