"Of course, you don't have to remind me. 10 billion is just another price. I will discuss the treatment fees with them again. Mo Jinrong wants to treat his illness, so he wouldn't reject me."
Lan Anran smiled in the car. She would be a fool not to earn money.
Skinny drove to a secret corner outside the Zhao Family's banquet hall.
"Meet me at the door."
Lan Anran shut the car door swiftly.
Before the banquet started, she had to arrive early to book the suite next to the presidential suite.
Entering the hall, Lan Anran received strange looks. Perhaps it was because of her appearance that made the people in the hotel more vigilant.
"Hi, I want a suite."
Lan Anran spoke directly.
"Do you want a family-style suite or…"
"Sorry, I want the presidential suite."
Lan Anran interrupted.
Behind the front desk was a young lady. There was surprise in her eyes and she was slightly taken aback before she smiled.
