Third floor, private lounge, the boss lady poured a cup of tea for Lin Baici.
"Don't underestimate Yasin, all of his behavior is a facade. He seems reckless and rough, but he's actually very meticulous."
Nangong Shu cautioned.
If he could mingle and reach Yasin's level, his emotional intelligence and IQ couldn't be lacking, otherwise, he would have been doomed long ago.
"I understand."
After the boss lady introduced Yasin's identity, Lin Baici realized that the Uncle Russian might have already known his identity. Those actions were merely to probe his character.
Because one's habits in daily life and in battle, as well as the chosen tactics and strategies, are closely linked to their personality.
"He should be collecting your behavior patterns!"
Nangong Shu sat down and crossed her legs.
The boss lady wore a purple cheongsam today, embroidered with large peonies, and as she sat, the hem split, revealing two beautiful legs clad in nude stockings.
