"Who's looking for Xiao Jin to endorse?" Mu Ran thought it was already impressive for Xiao Jin, a young kid, to have endorsements with two major international brands, and now there's another?
"The endorsement fee is quite substantial. I'm asking for your opinion—should we let Xiao Jin take it?" Feng Qikuo sounded a bit envious.
Why hadn't her company cultivated such an effortless artist?
Minimal PR expenses, and the big shots just come throwing money at you!!!
"You should ask Xiao Jin; he can decide for himself," Mu Ran said.
"Alright, I'll ask him later. By the way, do you know about Wu Jiaquan's situation?" Feng Qikuo couldn't help but laugh: "He got his ribs broken, his leg too, and he's currently clinging to life in the hospital."
"Who hit him?" Mu Ran asked knowingly.
