Nan Zhi thought about Mu Sihan instinctively when she heard the word 'mistress'.
She was almost forced to become a shameless mistress as well.
"Sister Nan Zhi, you don't have to care about Bai Weiwei's words. My uncle said that your proposal was good. If a sponsor is attracted by our proposal during the sponsors' meeting, we probably won't need to use Bai Weiwei's financier anymore. To be honest, the amount her financier sponsored was not much, but it was better than nothing."
Xia Xi had her head between her hands, her expression was very sorrowful. "I don't know what happened to my uncle this year. Nothing has gone smoothly for him."
Nan Zhi patted Xia Xi's head in comfort as she smiled faintly. "He will definitely get what he deserves after all the effort he has put in."
…
In the afternoon.
Nan Zhi went to eat in the cafeteria with Xia Xi.
Bai Weiwei, Yu Xiaoting, Zhuang Jingjing and several others were huddled together.
