Chapter 32: What to Do at Bo's

Even Beast Tamers don’t have this skill!

In a short while, an assortment of pastries and fruits, along with dozens of different milk teas, were piled in front of Nan Jiaojiao.

She leaned sideways against an armrest, her cold eyes briefly sweeping over Qu Xiaoxiao, who was crouching at her feet.

“What’s all this fuss about?” she asked bluntly.

“No fuss,” came the reply.

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyes to her surroundings, “Am I blind?”

Qu Xiaoxiao gave a sheepish smile, her cowardice faintly trembling on every inch of her skin, “I’m here at Bo’s to sign a renewal contract, and just doing a live stream by the way.”

Nan Jiaojiao: “Did I interrupt your contract signing?”

“Not at all!

Absolutely not!

The contract, I’m already here, why haven’t you brought it out yet?”

Han Chuan was the first to react, actually producing a contract on the spot.

“Miss Qu, this is the initial draft, we can still discuss it, but about the triple renewal fee you mentioned, I’m afraid that might be a bit difficult.”

Qu Xiaoxiao didn’t even look at the contract, just flipped to the signature page and rapidly signed her name, snorting, “What’s there to discuss?

The triple fee was just a joke, do you think I’m in need of that little money?”

The agent on the side was so anxious, he was nearly pinching his own philtrum.

Han Chuan didn’t dare to let out a breath until the contract was in his hands, then straightened up, his smile warmer than ever, “It seems we misunderstood Miss Qu’s intent.”

Everyone knew how difficult Qu Xiaoxiao could be; if not treated well, she could flay a layer of skin off you, and the contract wasn’t actually drafted yet—this one was the renewal contract prepared beforehand, without a single decimal point changed in the amount.

Han Chuan stole a glance at Nan Jiaojiao, knowing that it was this revered figure who had changed Qu Xiaoxiao’s mind.

Nan Jiaojiao took Qu Xiaoxiao’s hands into her own, saying compassionately, “Get up, the floor’s cold.”

Only after both parties had confirmed their cooperation did she slowly begin to speak.

Qu Xiaoxiao was ecstatic, her face tight as she stared fixatedly at others, and seemed to experience a spiritual transcendence the moment Nan Jiaojiao pulled her up.

She leaned in close to Nan Jiaojiao’s ear and said, “Sister Jiaojiao, give me some face, let me show off a bit.”

“Sure,” Nan Jiaojiao responded.

Qu Xiaoxiao then began to hurry people out—the ones from Bo’s, as well as those she brought herself, not leaving a single one.

The agent, insisting till the last, clung to the door frame, watching her in agony; it was all money, what happened to the big scene?

What about luring the man?

Just like that, the contract was signed at the original price!

Who was that woman?

How come she had so much clout?

However, the agent hadn’t even gotten a good look at Nan Jiaojiao’s face before Qu Xiaoxiao violently pushed him out.

“Sister Jiaojiao~” Qu Xiaoxiao sat down next to her and daringly asked, “Honestly, I came here today to seduce President Bo, can you give me a straight answer, can I make a move on him?”

“Tsk…” Nan Jiaojiao, propping up her chin with a few fingers placed against her cheek, tapped idly.

A phone call came in, and after a glance, she answered, “Senior brother.”

“What are you doing at Bo’s?” came the man’s deep and restrained voice, leisurely drifting into her ear.

Nan Jiaojiao’s gaze shifted onto Qu Xiaoxiao’s face, frowning.

Qu Xiaoxiao immediately started typing on her phone, then showed the text to her:

[We’ve handled the PR, the little bit with you in it has all been wiped, now there’s nothing to be found on the entire net.]

“Ran into Qu Xiaoxiao,” Nan Jiaojiao relaxed and told half the truth.

“That girl, huh.”

Pei Dongshi’s voice carried a hint of laughter, “I thought she had more clout than me, to be able to invite you to make an appearance on camera.”