Qin Mo listened to her explanation. Then he took a sip of tea before saying, "Taking over the shares."
He hit the spot.
Bo Jiu loved chatting with him as she didn't have to explain everything, resulting in their conversations being light and comfortable. But she hadn't expected his taunt.
"Is that all you're made of?" The cold haughty voice held his unique arrogance. He was clearly a CEO.
Bo Jiu was reminded of his position in the business world. In short, Qin Mo was handsome and wealthy. It would be good to gain some insights.
"Brother Mo, what ideas do you have? I can buy it from you." The youngster pointed to her wallet cheekily.
Qin Mo flicked his fingers. "Do you think it's enough for my advice?"
"I know you're expensive," Bo Jiu replied seriously. "Can't you give me a friendship price?"
Qin Mo signaled her over with his fingers.
