"Of course not."
Chen Mang continued to overlook the cityscape below, speaking nonchalantly, "I almost forgot to tell you, I'm not a hero, I'm just a mortal. Saving someone requires you to do me a favor."
"I already have someone I love," the girl hurriedly added.
"..."
Chen Mang turned his head slightly to look at the girl across the table with a faintly strange expression, "In your opinion, is your body more valuable than 'Jimei Tourism Company'? Tell me, how much does this company your father left you earn annually. I'm quite curious."
As soon as the words fell.
The girl sitting opposite had a slight change in her expression, leaned back in her chair, and stared at Chen Mang word by word, "Are you here for the company too?"
"No kidding."
He sighed somewhat irritably, "Everyone in this society has their value to others. The value you can offer to others is nothing more than the company your father passed down."
"What's strange about approaching you for the company?"
