"Ah, this liquor? I got just two bottles from a relative. Last time one bottle, this time one bottle—I've brought them both for Director Lin!" Xia Chuyi took out the liquor from his bosom and handed it to her, putting on a sad face.
"My relative isn't anyone special, just happened to luck into a connection... Director Lin, I'd like to do the business you mentioned, but, alas, I'm sorry, Director Lin..." as if he were upset about not making money.
Lin Aiyun's gaze flickered, revealing a hint of contempt, but she quickly hid it away.
"No problem, no problem, if you don't have it, then forget it." Lin Aiyun took the liquor, unscrewed the cap, sniffed it to confirm it was the same as before, and then nodded in satisfaction, saying, "This liquor money..."
She intentionally spoke in a leisurely tone.
