"Thank you very much, Mr. Lin Beichen, your great kindness. I really don't know how to repay you."
Lin Beichen waved his hand: "I didn't help you for the entangled interests between you. Honestly, such small matters, I don't even bother with them."
Yue Xiaolong felt a bit awkward at this remark. But he knew Lin Beichen was speaking the truth; with his status and power, how could he care about such trivial sums?
Lin Beichen continued: "I've helped with this matter. In my name, extend an invitation to Xiao Mingfei; I am curious to see how capable he really is." With that, a cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Yue Xiaolong was thrilled. If Lin Beichen was willing to help, everything afterward would be much simpler. He thought for a moment and pulled a piece of paper from his chest pocket: "What's this?" Lin Beichen looked puzzled at the document in his hand.
Yue Xiaolong explained with a smile: "This is a draft contract I prepared. I wonder if you're interested?"
