She laid on the sweet talk for a solid ten minutes, making Chen Xiao wonder if she'd majored in Chinese literature. How else could she be so endlessly eloquent?
"Alright, alright. For the money. Contact Yang Ming directly for the order—it's for 4 million! Just don't forget my sales commission!"
Four million. Xu Wu was so excited she blew him a kiss through the phone. "Don't worry," she said, "The moment the payment clears, your commission will be sent!"
After hanging up, he returned to the office and reported to Feng Feifei on Central Inspection's procurement needs. An order of that magnitude required advance preparation.
When Feng Feifei heard he'd landed a 12-million-yuan order, she was so overjoyed she was practically speechless. After a moment, she finally asked, "Chen Xiao, you're never in the office. Have you been off praying to the God of Wealth or something?"
"If praying to the God of Wealth could land orders, do you think it would even be my turn?"
