Three Treasures from Heaven, CEO Daddy Can't Run

Chapter 1275: Lowering one's own price, not afraid of ruining the market

Jiang Nuantang spoke lightly, her sparkling eyes full of romance.

Of course, this is just a joke.

Given Shao Zhanlin's personality, she would never agree.

But I didn't think about it...

"Okay!"

The man answered simply and cheerfully.

After a pause, he changed the subject and added:

"But this is my first time doing something like this, Mr. Jiang, please be gentle with me."

Shao Zhanlin pretended to think seriously and made a serious request.

"..."

Now it was Jiang Nuantang's turn to be speechless.

She never expected that he would agree so quickly and with such a willing attitude.

I didn't know and would have thought he was experienced.

For the first time, Jiang Nuantang felt a huge pressure and was unable to continue. He could only let the bag fall to the ground.

There was a long silence, and no one answered Shao Zhanlin's question.

The man waited for a while, raised his eyebrows, and asked:

"What? Mr. Jiang, do you regret this?"

For a moment, the two people's identities seemed to be swapped.

Jiang Nuantang should have been in control of the home court, but now it was Shao Zhanlin who was pressing forward step by step.

Seeing that Jiang Nuantang didn't respond, he provoked her by saying:

"Who was it that just now vowed to take advantage of me? Why are you backing off now?"

Shao Zhanlin threw the question to Jiang Nuantang, and before she could speak, he added:

"Or... Mr. Jiang can't afford to play?"

Or is it that... Mr. Jiang can't afford to play?

This sentence can be said to have great destructive power.

How could Jiang Nuantang admit that it was her problem?

He immediately stood up like a hedgehog with its hair standing on end, and said in a lost voice:

"How, how is it possible!"

Jiang Nuantang's reaction was so great that he even stuttered a little with excitement.

But he still pretended to be calm and said:

"We have a huge company called Universal Entertainment, so why can't we afford to play with it?"

At this point, Jiang Nuantang's surprise subsided and she turned her gaze to Shao Zhanlin.

Intentionally, he said to him with a hint of ridicule and disparagement:

"Mr. Shao, by lowering your own price like this, aren't you afraid of ruining the market?"

Facing Jiang Nuantang's intimidation, Shao Zhanlin remained calm and replied without changing his expression:

"It doesn't matter. Only by lowering your profile can you expand the market."

If anyone else says this reason, it would be reasonable and there would be nothing wrong with it.

But coming out of Shao Zhanlin's mouth, it was obviously nonsense.

Jiang Nuantang stared at his handsome face.

There are countless male artists in the entertainment industry who have exquisite looks, with high noses and deep facial features.

But she felt that no one could compare to Shao Zhanlin.

A big part of the reason why she agreed to be with him was because of his looks.

Of course, she would never admit this.

Not only did he not admit it, he also raised his requirements and criticized:

"I have very high standards. If you want to be supported by me, you can't just rely on your looks."

Jiang Nuantang raised her chin slightly and showed no arrogance.

Shao Zhanlin chuckled and opened a document.

Seeing this, Jiang Nuantang was unwilling.

"Your future financial sponsor is standing right here, and you're still in the mood to read the documents?"

As she spoke, she reached out to take the pen from the man's hand, but was grabbed by the other party with her backhand.

Instead, her upper body tilted towards him.

She had to bend down to keep her balance.

"What are you doing!"

Jiang Nuantang's hand was held in Shao Zhanlin's palm, and the temperature was clearly transmitted from his hand to hers, and then spread throughout her body.

The pen body is somewhat cool, which makes the contrast between the two more striking.

"Try it."

Shao Zhanlin's voice was low.

"try what?"

Jiang Nuantang blinked, not understanding what was going on.

The man reminded in a deep voice:

“Write my name.”

Shao Zhanlin said as he led her to write.

The tip of the pen slid across the paper, and soon, the writing was finished.