Xiong Zhi sighed in relief. There was no bloodshed. At least for now.
Even though it was a loss for her, she still managed to get the deal done.
At least IHZHI could still pay back Liu Fung after a month.
'That money..' Xiong Zhi felt heartbroken.
Her ArtWorld was not yet built but she already loses money. Just for a single seat in IAmFashionista cost her millions or probably a billion, with the added fact of her two favors.
She wiped her unshed tears and contacted Linfeng. She needs to move on and proceed to the plan. At the same time, she needs to recharge.
"Young Miss?" The gentle voice of Linfeng was like a spring in Xiong Zhi's loss and broken heart.
"It's me. How are you doing?" Xiong Zhi's tone was unconsciously gentle. Even though there were traces of coolness on it.
"I'm good. Thanks for asking. How about you young miss?"
